My Roommate Wore My Underwear

My clothes, especially my underwear, had been smelling strange lately.

Even though the hospital tests proved there was nothing wrong with me, and I'd switched to more expensive brands, that rotten smell still lingered, faint but persistent.

I suspected someone was stealing my clothes and wearing them!

After being tormented for over a month, I'd had enough.

I collected asbestos fibers from a construction site and used tweezers to carefully insert them into my clothes.

At dawn, screams—both male and female—echoed through the dorm.

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