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This is the most fucked up thing that ever happened in my dorm
Hey everyone, just wanted to share something that happened a few months ago. The time I confronted a fraud face-to-face.
I don’t know how rare this is, but it actually happened. And while I’m not sure how directly it ties into this forum, it definitely reveals how some so-called "prettyboys" (only ltn's with curly hair) get gassed up way too easily.
It started when I moved to a big city for university. Because of my looks and being not exactly NT, I had a tough time fitting in. But that’s beside the point.
During that period, I became friends with a girl, let’s call her Sophie. We had a weird friendship: always arguing, always clashing… but somehow, we always made peace.
She had a best friend, Lila, much more quiet and reserved. We were friends too, but honestly, I had feelings for her. I just didn’t have the guts to say it because, well… look at me.
Sophie was dating this guy, Amir. At first glance, Amir seemed cool, protective, easygoing, and we even got along. But deep down, I couldn’t stand him. It wasn’t even about Sophie, it was something else. Maybe jealousy, maybe something darker.
He was the typical street guy: shady circles, bad vibes. But I didn’t want to judge him too quickly. Big mistake.
Anyway, I live in a dorm that requires a badge to get in. Hold onto that detail.
One day, I was at the gym and got a message from Sophie:
"Wanna come eat with me, Amir, and Lila at McDonald’s?"
I was surprised. No one had ever invited me to something like that before. I agreed.
The vibe at the table? Cold as ice. Awkward as hell. I did my best to break the tension, and it kind of worked. Afterward, I went to pick up some groceries.
At the checkout, I realized my wallet was gone. Pure panic. Luckily, I had Apple Pay, so I got through it, but I remembered I’d placed a discreet AirTag in the wallet. I checked: last seen 12 minutes ago, in my dorm. That didn’t make sense. I had it when I left.
I rushed back, and had to pay for a temporary badge. It was already around 7 PM, so I was moving slowly, thinking everything was under control.
I opened the door, and didn’t even need to flip the light switch. The lamp was already on.
There, lying on my bed, was Melody. Everyone likes Melody. My friends adore her. And right next to her… was Amir.
He had stolen my wallet, and with it, my badge. And let himself into my room.
I stayed calm. I whispered:
"What the fuck are you doing here? Did you take my wallet?"
He looked at me, completely high, and said:
"Yeah, don’t worry. I brought you a surprise. She’s all yours, bro."
I froze. I couldn’t believe it. I just stared, heart racing.
He casually got up and said:
"She’ll be out for a while. You can go ahead."
Then he walked into the bathroom.
As soon as he was gone, I rushed to Melody. Tried to wake her up. Nothing. She was completely out. So I started filming.
Amir came back:
"What the hell are you doing?"
I said:
"Look at this. Look at how disloyal and disgusting you are."
He snapped.
"You wanna get stabbed or what?"
He rushed at me, pulled out a knife.
We struggled. He tried to stab me, I blocked it. Slammed him into the wall. He caught me in the back (non-vital hit). I didn’t even feel it in the moment. I used all my strength and punched him in the face. He dropped. Out cold.
The sound must’ve woken Melody. She sat up, terrified, totally disoriented. I explained as best I could. She was clearly drugged — no idea what was going on. She left immediately.
Later, I called Sophie. Told her everything. Sent the video.
She didn’t respond right away. But the next day, she sent me just one message:
"I had no idea. I’m sorry."
She ghosted Amir after that. No drama. Just silence.
Melody? I think she anonymously reported him to the university. I hope she’s doing okay.
I never saw him again.
And me? I see things differently now. Not every "prettyboy" is what he seems. Some are just illusions, and sometimes, the ones you underestimate are the only ones willing to do what’s right.
Hey everyone, just wanted to share something that happened a few months ago. The time I confronted a fraud face-to-face.
I don’t know how rare this is, but it actually happened. And while I’m not sure how directly it ties into this forum, it definitely reveals how some so-called "prettyboys" (only ltn's with curly hair) get gassed up way too easily.
It started when I moved to a big city for university. Because of my looks and being not exactly NT, I had a tough time fitting in. But that’s beside the point.
During that period, I became friends with a girl, let’s call her Sophie. We had a weird friendship: always arguing, always clashing… but somehow, we always made peace.
She had a best friend, Lila, much more quiet and reserved. We were friends too, but honestly, I had feelings for her. I just didn’t have the guts to say it because, well… look at me.
Sophie was dating this guy, Amir. At first glance, Amir seemed cool, protective, easygoing, and we even got along. But deep down, I couldn’t stand him. It wasn’t even about Sophie, it was something else. Maybe jealousy, maybe something darker.
He was the typical street guy: shady circles, bad vibes. But I didn’t want to judge him too quickly. Big mistake.
Anyway, I live in a dorm that requires a badge to get in. Hold onto that detail.
One day, I was at the gym and got a message from Sophie:
"Wanna come eat with me, Amir, and Lila at McDonald’s?"
I was surprised. No one had ever invited me to something like that before. I agreed.
The vibe at the table? Cold as ice. Awkward as hell. I did my best to break the tension, and it kind of worked. Afterward, I went to pick up some groceries.
At the checkout, I realized my wallet was gone. Pure panic. Luckily, I had Apple Pay, so I got through it, but I remembered I’d placed a discreet AirTag in the wallet. I checked: last seen 12 minutes ago, in my dorm. That didn’t make sense. I had it when I left.
I rushed back, and had to pay for a temporary badge. It was already around 7 PM, so I was moving slowly, thinking everything was under control.
I opened the door, and didn’t even need to flip the light switch. The lamp was already on.
There, lying on my bed, was Melody. Everyone likes Melody. My friends adore her. And right next to her… was Amir.
He had stolen my wallet, and with it, my badge. And let himself into my room.
I stayed calm. I whispered:
"What the fuck are you doing here? Did you take my wallet?"
He looked at me, completely high, and said:
"Yeah, don’t worry. I brought you a surprise. She’s all yours, bro."
I froze. I couldn’t believe it. I just stared, heart racing.
He casually got up and said:
"She’ll be out for a while. You can go ahead."
Then he walked into the bathroom.
As soon as he was gone, I rushed to Melody. Tried to wake her up. Nothing. She was completely out. So I started filming.
Amir came back:
"What the hell are you doing?"
I said:
"Look at this. Look at how disloyal and disgusting you are."
He snapped.
"You wanna get stabbed or what?"
He rushed at me, pulled out a knife.
We struggled. He tried to stab me, I blocked it. Slammed him into the wall. He caught me in the back (non-vital hit). I didn’t even feel it in the moment. I used all my strength and punched him in the face. He dropped. Out cold.
The sound must’ve woken Melody. She sat up, terrified, totally disoriented. I explained as best I could. She was clearly drugged — no idea what was going on. She left immediately.
Later, I called Sophie. Told her everything. Sent the video.
She didn’t respond right away. But the next day, she sent me just one message:
"I had no idea. I’m sorry."
She ghosted Amir after that. No drama. Just silence.
Melody? I think she anonymously reported him to the university. I hope she’s doing okay.
I never saw him again.
And me? I see things differently now. Not every "prettyboy" is what he seems. Some are just illusions, and sometimes, the ones you underestimate are the only ones willing to do what’s right.
P.S. : I translated this text with ChatGPT, that's why it MAY feel a little "robotic"
