The Comment Section Saved My Life

Summary

The night before my SATs.

Mom was in the kitchen, cooking my favorite dinner.

My sister, six months pregnant, sat on the couch helping me pack, nagging me for the hundredth time not to forget my admission ticket.

I smiled, about to say "okay."

Suddenly, a line of bullet comments (danmu) floated across my vision.

The text read:

[Is this the family that gets brutally murdered right before the SATs?]

[Such a pity. If this girl didn't die, she had a shot at Harvard.]

[The sister is the most tragic. Not only dismembered, but the baby was cut out of her belly and thrown into the sewer.]