The day someone stuffed a rancid, oil-dripping sandwich into my locker, splattering my uniform, I understood—no one here saw me as human.
My stepsister crushed my fallen lunch under her heel, laughing at how "pathetic" I was. In chemistry class, they all watched as I rattled around alone in the corner. Even my so-called best friend mocked me, fake-sobbing into a book—"Mommy, I miss you so much"—mimicking my most vulnerable moment for everyone's entertainment.

Until I climbed to the school roof, one step from jumping, when my phone suddenly rang: "Want to make them beg for forgiveness?"

Suicide Edge to Revenge Win

Ophelia
Saturday night, 8:30 PM, after the awards ceremony.
"Ophelia!" Seraphina approached me with a brilliant smile. "Could you come with me to the science building? I have something important to tell you."
Here we go! I secretly activated my recording device. Tonight I'd finally get evidence o...

Chapter 8