Let Her Ruin Herself
"Anna, you don't look so good. Want some candy?"
The class belle smiled sweetly as she held out a bag of fruit candies.
In my previous life, I ate one.
That very night, every penny in my bank account vanished—including the money I'd saved to pay for Grandpa's lifesaving surgery.
Desperate to afford his treatment, I gave up my acceptance to Oxvale University and worked myself to the bone day and night, but before I could save enough, he died.
And eventually, so did I, alone and exhausted in my tiny rented room.
Only after I died did I learn the truth.
The class belle had bonded with a transfer system. As long as I ate something she gave me, whatever money was in my bank account would a