บททั้งหมดของ Tower of Trauma: I Was Their Punchline: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

Holly's POVTears streamed down my face as I pressed a hand to my cheek.Six months ago, Lydia and I joined the International Design Competition. Both of us made it to the finals. However, our final submissions were identical.Lydia was adamant that I had plagiarized her work. She didn't know I had recorded my entire process, from sketch to final product. As a result, she was disqualified from the competition and criticized by all the netizens.She suffered a mental breakdown and resorted to slitting her wrists. She even left a final letter behind, naming me as the culprit who pushed her to take her own life.The doctors managed to save her, but I became burdened with the title of being the one who nearly caused her death.Oliver's eyes were completely devoid of emotion as he looked at my tear-streaked face. "Lydia just made one mistake. She has already paid a heavy price for what she did. Don't make things any more difficult for her."Make things difficult for her?I was the o

Holly's POVI lay sprawled on the balcony as tears spilled from the corners of my eyes.The cold breeze that billowed past made my heart feel extremely cold. I didn't know how much time had passed. I couldn't feel my fingertips anymore. The only sensation that was left was the stinging pain that spread through my limbs. My head spun from excessive blood loss. Just then, I smelled something burning.My chest tightened as I struggled to look toward the smell. A bright flame burned in the kitchen, and it was visibly growing.I frantically thrashed around on the floor. The rough rope rubbed my hands raw as I struggled against it. I accidentally dislocated my right hand when I exerted too much force, but it gave me a chance to untie the ropes and free myself from my bindings.I ripped off the tape and screamed for help. But no one answered my cries for help.The balcony door was bolted shut. The fire had already spread to the living room. In my panic, I grabbed my phone and called M

Third-Person POVOliver felt as if he had been struck by Elias' words. It felt as if a blunt knife was repeatedly sawing away at his heart. He swiftly snapped back to his senses, clenching his fist as he said, "Let's split up and search for her around the place she disappeared in the surveillance footage. We can ask if anyone saw her too along the way. We won't rest until we track her down."They split up immediately, asking for clues from the stores and street-side stalls along that road.Holly was covered in blood and had a broken leg. Her appearance should have been especially eye-catching, but everyone they asked said they hadn't seen her, even after they searched the entire street.The sky slowly darkened. They still didn't get a single clue, even after the street was bathed in the light of dusk. They rushed to the police station to report the incident.The police officer explained the proper procedure to them after listening to their explanation. "You can only file an offi

Holly's POVA week passed in the blink of an eye.The Red Ribbon Award released a statement officially revoking Lydia's award, presenting evidence that she had plagiarized.The news spread like wildfire online. Online users uncovered her previous plagiarism in another competition based on the clues they had and labeled her a chronic cheater.The international competition organizing committee also placed her on the global industry's lifelong blacklist. She no longer had the right to participate in any international design competitions.When I saw the news, my heart stayed calm as I swiped my finger across the screen. The justice that was served too late could no longer soothe the wounds on my body that had scarred over.After work that evening, I strolled down the street toward Natasha's apartment. I spotted two familiar figures standing under the maple tree at the corner of the street, the night breeze billowing around them.It was Oliver and Elias.Although only a few months h