I Didn't Go To The Library To Avoid Getting Set UpI suffered from a skin condition. I scratched myself in the library, and millions of netizens spammed my private inbox.
Only then did I find out that a girl accused me of harassing her.
I took out my diagnostic report to defend my innocence, but the girl cried pitifully.
“You really know how to make an excuse for yourself! How could someone innocent like me frame you?”
Even my elder brother spoke up for her!
“Why would she frame you of all people? Can’t you take a look at yourself?”
I could not bear the cyberbullying, and I died from a sudden heart attack the day before the court hearing.
My grandfather could not accept my death, and he collapsed into a coma.
My parents cut off ties with my brother before they committed suicide at home.
Meanwhile, the girl did not just successfully make her way into graduate school, but she also dug open my grave and used my ashes to make fireworks.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when she had asked me to reserve a seat in the library.