On the eve of the graduate school entrance exam, my best friend asked to borrow seven grains of rice. I turned around and slipped some insect eggs from the lab into the bag.
In my previous life, she claimed she just wanted to borrow a little good luck, and I happily agreed.
But before long, I noticed something was wrong.
I used to be able to focus intensely while studying, but I started getting distracted over and over.
Meanwhile, my best friend, who was always skipping class to have fun, got better and better scores on her practice exams.
My perfectly healthy parents suddenly became gravely ill and were hospitalized. In the end, they died despite treatment.
My best friend's paralyzed father, on the other hand, unexpectedly got back on his feet.
In just two days, my hair had gone white, dark circles appeared under my eyes, and I was left in a daze.
On my way to the exam hall, I staggered into the road and was crushed on the spot by a truck, leaving no body intact.
After I died, I saw my best friend and my boyfriend walk out of the exam hall hand in hand.
It turned out they had been together for a long time.
And the seven grains of rice my best friend borrowed from me were the source of all my misfortune.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day she asked to borrow those seven grains of rice.
