I'm in charge of administration and logistics at my company, so I have to take inventory every day.
But lately, the stock in the warehouse never adds up.
A few boxes of pens go missing one day, a few bottles of hand sanitizer the next.
I even paid out of my own pocket to cover the shortages, but the losses kept growing.
At my wit's end, I checked the security footage and discovered that Zhu Yue, the new intern, had been sneaking in every day to take things.
I angrily confronted her, but she cried and said, "I didn't mean to. I just thought my coworkers were working so hard, and wanted to bring them a little warmth."
My supervisor also thought I was making a fuss over nothing. They were just a few everyday supplies, after all, so we could consider them a perk for everyone.
My coworkers accused me of being petty, saying I was upset over the cost of a few bottles of hand sanitizer.
In an instant, I became a cruel, heartless person.
Some even secretly recorded videos, accusing me of workplace bullying, picking on an intern, and promoting a "seniority culture."
Online, people denounced me and even doxxed my address, sending me threatening letters.
They also harassed my family and cursed them, calling them short-lived wretches.
As the online abuse grew worse, I took sleeping pills and died...
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day the inventory first went wrong.
