Allergy crisis: My Roommate Wants to Kill Me

My university roommate, Emily Hutcherson, made a scathing post on her X account about me, Valerie Mitchell. It was really hurting my heart when I read it. After all, I never knew that she hated me like this.

[@Emily_HoneyQueen: My spoiled roommate was so good at lying! That bitch told us that she was allergic to f*cking mangoes if she eats them. In fact, she even said that she couldn’t even smell the mangoes. Is this some sort of privileged trend?]

As soon as I checked the comments, people were hating on me.

Emily even had the audacity to reply to anyone who commented on her post.

[@Emily_HoneyQueen: That’s right! I’m free to eat whatever I want. No one can force me to stop eating just because they have a goddamn allergy! I’ll try to give her mangoes tonight to see if that bitch will be dead or not!]

Then, I found out that the whole dorm smelled of mangoes when I returned to the dorm after I studied. Not only that, I also realized that there was a large amount of mango powder that was put on my glass. But I realized it way too late because I fell into an anaphylactic shock before I ended up passing away.

However, I was surprised to find that I was able to wake up again. That was when I realized that I went back on the day Emily posted.

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When I woke up only to see that I was at the dorm that I used to live in, I was a bit confused. After all, the last thing I could remember was that I was on the ICU and heard that the doctors pronounced my death.

Without further ado, I took out my phone to check the time. It really was indeed 8 a.m. on October 26th. While I was able to live my life again, I knew that today was supposed to be the day I died.

I couldn’t help but look at my roommates with eyes full of hatred. There were Emily and then Anna Gold. Both of them were sleeping soundly on the beds opposite to me. In this timeline, I would make sure that they would never have an easy life for killing me in my past life!

Time passed by slowly. All of them started to wake up and took showers. My other roommate, Fiona Hall, saw that I still hadn’t gotten up yet. That girl wanted to wake me up, but Emily stopped her.

Emily coldly said, “Don’t wake that girl up! Just wait until she’s late. She always pretends to fall asleep so that we’ll have to wake her up for every single day.”

Hearing that, I couldn’t help but sneer. In my previous life, I was really tolerant to their cruel antics. But they became even crueler as the time passed by.

Since I was a child, I was allergic to mangoes. In fact, the allergy was so severe that my body would instantly get rashes when I smelled the mangoes. But it couldn’t be compared to eating mangoes. If I ate mangoes, I would immediately feel my chest felt so tight and my breath became very ragged that I couldn’t even breathe.

Knowing that I had such a terrible allergy, I initiated to build a good relationship with them because they were my roommates. In fact, I was determined to do so. At the beginning of the sophomore year, I gave them gifts according to what they liked.

I noticed that Emily liked bags, so I bought her a Christian Dior bag. As for Anna, she loved wearing a luxurious necklace, so I also gave her a Van Cleef necklace even though it was expensive. Fiona loved eating, so I brought her to a fine dining restaurant to eat fancy seafood.

Fortunately, I came from a financially strong family. My father worked as a CEO, while my mother was a civil employee. Not only that, I was an only child. So, my parents really doted on m.

Every time they gave me pocket money since I was a child, I would save them. In fact, I was able to save USD 500,000 just from my pocket money alone. Thus, I decided to use my savings to spend things on my roommates in hope that they would accommodate me by not eating mangoes because I was that allergic to the mangoes.

Unfortunately, my plan seemed to backfire on me. Emily and Anna thought that I wanted to show off to them that I was rich even though that was never my intention. Although they accepted my gifts and promised to respect my boundary regarding the mangoes, they didn’t want to respect it.

I would smell a strong mango smell every time I came back to my dorm. My skin would immediately get rashes, so I could only apply some topical ointment as I protested in silence while I calmed my skin down. However, I would never think that both Emily and Anna would be this cruel to try to kill me for my allergy.

As soon as they left te dorm, I talked with the counselor that I would take a leave for sick so that I couldn’t attend my classes today freely. I knew very well that time was tight, so I had to everything I could before they came back to the dorm. Thus, I quickly went to hospital to get my doctor’s note from the doctor.

While I was waiting for the doctor’s appointment, I checked X. As I expected, I saw Emily’s post just like in my previous life. Although she made an anonymous post, I had her phone number. That would surely expose her name. I knew that her post was extremely popular because it had more than 10,000 likes. Not only that, I was able to see that she pinned another post.

[@Emily_H: My spoiled roommate was so good at lying! That bitch told us that she was allergic to f*cking mangoes if she eats them. In fact, she even said that she couldn’t even smell the mangoes. Is this some sort of privileged trend?]

Unsurprisingly, most of the comments agreed with her.