This Time, Enjoy Your Deadly Journey
A week before summer break, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart threw a fit, insisting on going to Tanond to watch a strip show.
She even convinced our entire class to go with them.
I kept warning them that it was not safe, that it could be some kind of new scam, and begged them not to go.
When they refused to listen, I secretly reported it to the police.
On the day of their departure, the police stopped them right at customs.
A few days later, a male stripper suddenly went viral overnight.
When she found out about it, she got so furious her eyes turned red.
“It’s all Zoey’s fault! If it weren’t for her, we could’ve seen an international superstar's strip show!”
On the first day we went back to school, they drugged me and made ten men teach me how to dance.
“Didn’t you stop us from watching a strip show? Then you can perform one for us yourself.”
The next day, my photos of strip show were all over social media.
After that, I jumped off a building out of despair.
When I opened my eyes again, it was once again the day his little sweetheart demanded that trip to Tanond.