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The Rich Girl Dorm Trap

After four years of serving wealthy socialites in Room 502, the protagonist is murdered by Chloe Parker, who spent that time struggling in the honors suite. Jealous of the protagonist's secret fortune, Chloe pushes her off a roof at graduation. However, time resets to the day of dorm selection. Having witnessed the protagonist's past success, Chloe aggressively claims the rich-girl suite for herself. Now, the protagonist must navigate this new reality in this gripping mystery story.
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Chapter 4

The three girls in 501 were deep into some patent project—and somehow, they dragged me in too.

I didn't get any of it.

Emma just shrugged. "You're the room mascot. You could literally do nothing and we'd still want you here."

That didn't sit right with me.

I couldn't touch the technical stuff, but I handled everything else—digging up materials, organizing steps, double-checking their process. I also basically ran the dorm. When they got locked in, they forgot things like... eating.

Not me.

With memories from my last life, I hit the cafeteria every day and grabbed BBQ ribs. Consider it payback for all the tutoring.

That's when I kept running into Chloe.

She hauled around huge bags of food.

So did I.

The difference? Those three rich girls didn't even eat it. They just liked watching Chloe scramble like it was a show.

Chloe looked me over, full of disgust. "What are you, their dog? Running errands every day?"

I glanced at her bags and smirked. "And you're not?"

Her face went red fast. "I get fifty bucks every run. Can those broke girls pay you that? Look at you. You think you can compete with me? Even if you get into grad school, so what? You making five grand a month? At least I get paid to bring food. What do you get?"

I let out a cold laugh and tucked the takeout closer, already ready for whatever kind of reaction Chloe was about to throw. Then I shot back, "I don't want money. I like doing it. Got a problem? Someone like you wouldn't understand friendship. If you want to be a dog, go ahead. Just stop barking in public."

Her face went full tomato. She shrieked and flung the food everywhere.

People nearby backed off like she might snap.

In my last life, Chloe was all soft smiles and easy kindness.

Now? Total public meltdown.

The smallest thing set her off. Everyone stayed on edge around her.

I walked off without a glance at the food all over the floor.

Still, a chill crept up my spine.

She still didn't get how those three vipers worked.

She'd just dumped the takeout.

Which meant she was late.

And with them? That never ended well.

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