Pushed Off the Roof by My Best Friends
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I died on the night of my eighteenth graduation party, pushed off a rooftop by the two people I trusted most.
In my past life, I was the ultimate fool.
When my two childhood friends—both heirs to top elite families—decided to throw away their futures, I panicked.
They actually wanted to reject their admission offers from Harvard and Yale.
All to follow Lily, a charity case from the slums, to a literal no-name trade school called Sunny Valley Vocational Academy.
I begged them to stop.
I even used my family's connections to try and get Lily into a legitimate university.
But Lily wept in front of them, claiming my money insulted her dignity, and that I was just jealous of their "pure love."
Liam and Noah completely lost their minds.
That night, they cornered me on the roof.
"Vivian, you killed Lily. Go to hell!"
As it turned out, Lily went to that trash school alone and committed suicide.
They blamed me entirely for her death, nursing that grudge until they finally pushed me into the abyss.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day we were supposed to lock in our college choices.
This time, count me out.
In my past life, I was the ultimate fool.
When my two childhood friends—both heirs to top elite families—decided to throw away their futures, I panicked.
They actually wanted to reject their admission offers from Harvard and Yale.
All to follow Lily, a charity case from the slums, to a literal no-name trade school called Sunny Valley Vocational Academy.
I begged them to stop.
I even used my family's connections to try and get Lily into a legitimate university.
But Lily wept in front of them, claiming my money insulted her dignity, and that I was just jealous of their "pure love."
Liam and Noah completely lost their minds.
That night, they cornered me on the roof.
"Vivian, you killed Lily. Go to hell!"
As it turned out, Lily went to that trash school alone and committed suicide.
They blamed me entirely for her death, nursing that grudge until they finally pushed me into the abyss.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the exact day we were supposed to lock in our college choices.
This time, count me out.

















































