About

One day, I found out my roommate was dating a chaebol. She would constantly brag to me, showing off bank transfer records and luxury necklaces. She frequently asked me for my photos, claiming she wanted to keep them as memories. It was obvious she was sending them to the chaebol, pretending to be me. Knowing her scheme, I gave her the photos on purpose so she could send them to him. As soon as I handed them over, she immediately sent them to him, lying that they were photos she had just taken. I wondered who this chaebol was—the one she was using my identity to meet while constantly mocking me—so I looked him up. To my surprise, he was the only son of the famous Zeta Group?! Well, this just got interesting. I went to his company the very next day. Seeing him from a distance, the man my roommate was impersonating me to meet was incredibly handsome. I liked what I saw. I immediately staged a natural encounter by bumping into him. As we collided, he caught my waist to keep me from falling. Then, looking at my face, he asked, "Is it you?" He was likely asking if I was the roommate he had been dating. I pretended not to know anything, apologized, and broke the tension. He seemed captivated, thinking I looked even better in person than in the "edited" photos. I didn't miss the chance and mentioned I was heading to Zeta University after my part-time job. I dropped the school info and turned away. Back at the dorm, my roommate bragged again. "What's the point of being pretty if you can't even land a rich boyfriend?" She said this while showing me her bank balance. I dressed up and headed out. When she asked where I was going, I told her I was going to see a man I met by chance. She laughed at me again. However, the chaebol's car was waiting in front of the school gate. It seemed he had stepped out of the car to wait for me. I approached him as if I didn't know him, and he spoke kindly. "I felt bad about bumping into you yesterday. I'll give you a ride to your part-time job." Inside the car, he asked why I worked so hard. I replied that I was short on living expenses. Having sent 20 million won just a few days ago, his expression stiffened at the mention of lacking money. Did something happen at home? He hesitated to offer more money, fearing I might reject it. When we arrived at the cafe, he ordered a drink and watched me work diligently. Seeing me work so hard, he decided to confess the truth. "Why aren't you wearing the necklace I gave you?" This was it. The chance to expose my roommate. I feigned ignorance and asked back. "What necklace? I haven't received a necklace recently. Are you misremembering? I've never received one." He looked confused. "You never received the necklace? Then did you not receive the money transfers either?" I replied, acting flustered. "Money? What money? I haven't received anything at all." He hesitated for a moment, then showed me a chat log. In the messages, my roommate, pretending to be me, was thanking him and acting delighted while receiving gifts and money. I immediately told him that while the person in the photos was me, I wasn't the one in the chat, and asked who it was. That's when he realized. The person he had been talking to all this time was not the person in the photos. "By any chance, is there someone around you who has many of your photos or receives them often?" This is the moment. I can finally expose her. How should I get revenge on the roommate who mocked me while bragging about her stolen life?