My Roommate Stole My Life With Borrowed Dance Shoes.
CH. 01
Chapter 1
My roommate Sophie loves borrowing things from me.
Today it's dance shoes, tomorrow it's knee pads.
But ever since she started borrowing from me, my body has gotten stiffer day by day. I can't do splits anymore, I lose my balance during turns, and my knees buckle when I land jumps.
Meanwhile, she's gone from being a transfer student who couldn't even pass basic technique to becoming Mrs. Foster's handpicked candidate for the arts program entrance exam.
Mrs. Foster grows more disappointed in me each day while valuing Sophie more and more.
She constantly compares the two of us, and I'm always the one getting sighs and head shakes.
Even my boyfriend Ethan has started looking down on me, getting closer and closer to her.
After yet another skills assessment where I ranked dead last while Sophie came in first in the whole class, I stumbled upon Ethan in the stairwell with his arm around her waist. I rushed forward to confront them, only to hear words that turned my blood to ice.
"Her talent is all mine now. Just one more borrowing and she'll be completely useless. Then we can be together forever."
So that's the truth.
I confronted them, and Sophie and Ethan pushed me down the stairs together.
They told everyone I'd jumped because I couldn't handle my failing grades.
I died wrongfully.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Sophie first borrowed my dance shoes.
You love borrowing things? Then I'll make sure you get what you deserve.