Before the World Medical Competition announced its winners, I withdrew the medical paper I had submitted.
Mom called me thirty times in a row to demand an explanation. "After working so hard for all these years, why give up right before the finish line?"
I didn't say a word. I hung up and blocked her in one fell swoop, then started binge-watching dramas and shipping couples.
In my previous life, I devoted myself to medical research day and night. The product I developed was not only a huge commercial success, but also had an excellent chance of winning the gold medal at the World Medical Competition.
But then the fake heiress accused me of stealing her medical research.
She even produced her experimental records, with each entry dated an hour earlier than mine.
Mom also accused me in public of being a habitual plagiarist ever since childhood, saying that giving birth to me was the greatest regret of her life.
Amid everyone's congratulations, the fake heiress won the gold medal at the World Medical Competition, became the new leading figure in medicine, and was eagerly courted by wealthy, powerful families.
Meanwhile, I was hounded online. An extremist internet user splashed acid on me, disfiguring me, and I burned to death in a laboratory explosion.
Given another chance, I withdrew from the World Medical Competition outright.
I want to see how the fake heiress will finish that half-written medical paper without my research!
