After my rebirth, I encouraged my roommate to apply thick layers of toxic sunscreen

During our freshman orientation, my roommate insisted on slathering herself in her homemade sunscreen every day.

It made her skin porcelain-white and gave her an alluring scent that drove all the boys wild.

My own rich boyfriend even led the campaign to vote her as the campus queen.

But only I knew that the fragrance in her sunscreen was toxic. Long-term exposure would cause her skin to rot.

But I didn't say a word. I just quietly applied for a room change.

Because in my last life, when I t