In my past life, the day I died in the hospital, my phone was full of debt-collection messages.
After I was reborn, the first thing I did was knock on the door next door.
“Big sister, I'm hungry.”
Three older sisters took me in. One fed me meals, one gave me candy, and one fed me code.
They thought I was a little puppy they could pamper.
Until the day someone came looking for trouble, and my second sister stepped in front of me.
I pulled her behind me and looked at the intruder, speaking softly:
“I did your company's accounting. I hacked the people you hired. And I'm the one who transferred the eighty million in your account.”
“Big sis, from now on, I'll be the one standing in front.”
