Attack on Cheese
During summer break, I worked part-time at a bungee-jumping site, where my best friend deliberately hid behind me and cut my safety line.
I scrambled out of the way, but my boyfriend hugged my sobbing best friend and accused me instead.
"All I did was comfort Vivi a little when she got scared while bungee jumping. Did you really have to damage your own rope and frame her deliberately?"
I stayed away from them to protect myself instead of trying to explain.
Then a typhoon suddenly struck, leaving the bungee platform swaying dangerously.
My boyfriend was in charge, yet he gave the only spare safety rope to Vivian, who had already retreated to safety.
“You’re the safety officer, and you’re certified in high-angle rope rescue. A little wind can’t hurt you.
"Vivi isn't trained for this. She's a visitor who's afraid of heights. I have to get her out first."
When I said nothing, he snorted and locked the bungee platform's gate.
"Are you really going to act jealous at a time like this? Fine. Stay here and cool your head in the wind!"
He even evacuated the other staff members before leaving with my best friend, supposedly so I could reflect properly.
What he didn't know was that my safety rope was already damaged and could not withstand such powerful winds.
He had no idea that as soon as he left, the system’s cold notification echoed in my mind.
[The target has abandoned you for the ninth time. Would you like to leave this world?]
I watched his figure gradually disappear and calmly nodded.
"Yes."