Part 1My Revenge on the "Honest" Intern

The new intern, to establish his "straight-shooter" persona, had been deliberately stealing my lunch orders for a month, even taking my pre-paid meals to appease the picky boss lady. Because of his "honesty," he once force-fed me a bowl of scalding hot ramen, nearly burning through my throat. By the time I got to the hospital, they had to remove half my stomach!

When I asked for compensation, he put his arm around my girlfriend's shoulders: "I'm just a regular guy, how am I supposed to notice these things? What's the big deal if I accidentally take the wrong order? He's acting like a total drama queen."

"Besides, how much could his cheapo lunch cost? I already made it up to him with my ramen!"

My girlfriend, all sympathy for him, didn't hesitate to hand over my $10,000 Christmas bonus.

And my boss, whom I'd worked tirelessly for over a decade, fired me without a penny of severance pay and blacklisted me in the industry.

Because I didn't have the money to pay for my grandma's urgent surgery, she left this world.

He, meanwhile, was basking in the admiration of my girlfriend and my boss.

When my body was found, my phone was still playing that trending video on loop: #DouchebagHypocriteKillsGrandmaWithHisTwoTimingSchemes#

Then, I woke up on the day he stole my lunch for the nth time!

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"Oh my god, is Mark okay? Is his blood sugar low or something? Ugh, everyone get out of the way, let me take care of him."

A familiar voice snapped me back to reality.

As my consciousness returned, I saw Chad hurrying toward me with a steaming bowl of ramen.

My face turned pale.

Last time, after Chad snatched my lunch, he saw me collapse and rushed to pour a whole bowl of burning ramen down my throat.

The searing heat woke me, but he ignored my struggles and kept dumping the ramen all over my face.

I almost had a hole burned through my esophagus, and not only did they have to cut out half my stomach, but I was left with a nasty scar on my face.

When I demanded compensation, he turned around and complained to my girlfriend, Ashley.

"Mark is being such a baby, not very macho, don't you think? You women are all have terrible taste or what?"

When she found out it was a cheap lunch, Ashley's face immediately soured.

"Why would you let Chad eat that nasty garbage? Are you really that broke? It's a good thing Chad didn't get sick, or I'd make you pay!"

And Annabelle, my boss of ten years, took his side unconditionally.

"Get on your knees and apologize to Chad, or don't even bother coming back!"

To appease Chad, they fired me and cut me off completely.

When I tried to sue, they threatened me with my grandma's upcoming surgery.

Desperate, I had to start live-streaming to earn money, but Chad slandered me.

He, however, gained a ton of fans by playing the "honest" guy.

My grandma and I were just stepping stones for his fame, and I died with unfinished business!

As Chad came closer, my stomach clenched involuntarily.

"Get away from me! Who the hell thinks it's a good idea to use scalding ramen to revive someone? Can't you see I'm having a stomach cramp? Are you trying to kill me?"

"And even if I did have low blood sugar, wouldn't a glass of water be better?"

I roared, wanting to unleash all the anger from my past life.

A coworker added: "Is Chad doing this on purpose? I'm right next to Mark, and I don't know what happened, but Chad comes running with a bowl of ramen. That stuff is so hot, it will burn someone's face off."

Chad didn't expect me to wake up, and the other coworkers were already pointing at him.

His face darkened.