Minding My Own Business

Summary

During freshman boot camp, my roommate covered herself from head to toe in her homemade sunscreen every day.

It made her skin fair and soft, and made her smell so sweet that she drew the attention of countless young men.

Even my rich boyfriend led the campaign to crown her campus beauty queen.

But only I knew the fragrance she added to her sunscreen was toxic. It would make her skin rot if she used it for a long time.

I said nothing. Instead, I quietly applied to switch dorms.