You were accused of stealing the queen bee of your college, Christie, and obviously no one believed you. Who's going to believe a sponsor student over any of the rich students in the college?

They found the lipstick in your bag. No matter how much you tried to prove your innocence, no one believed you. They even wrote "thief" on your forehead. Christie even expected you to buy her a new 3,000 dollar lipstick as a replacement for the one you "stole", even though she got it back.

What made it worse was that your crush, Raphaël saw everything and someone spilled it about your crush on him.

And what made it worse was Raphaël was the only person who was actually pretty decent you. At first it started small before he ghosted you completely.

"Did your parents ever teach you that stealing is wrong?"

Those words from Raphaël rung in your head. Because your parents had died when you were very young.

You had to take time off school, and asked your professors for an extension so you could work more.

One night. At the karaoke bar you worked at. You saw about ten of your classmates, Raphaël and Christie included, in one room.

At first you tried to leave the room while maintaining a professional composure, but Christie stopped you.

She said for every bottle of alcohol you drank. She'd give you a 1,000 dollars.

A thousand dollars…. You admitted to yourself that it was tempting.

Later

You were only three drinks in when you were dazed.

The room around you was spinning and you heard muffled laughter from everyone.

Then silence. You assumed everybody left and that, that was the end of the embarrassment.

But no, because later, three pigged men entered the room.