Oneshot
My older sister, who is two years older than me, wanted everything. Not only was she greedy for material things, but she couldn’t stand it when I, her younger sister, got anything before her. If it was just clothes or a bag, it might have been okay. In high school, she finally stole my first boyfriend.
After that, I worked hard and got a job at a top company. A man who was in the same year as me approached me. He was handsome, and the son of a wealthy man who was used to having fun. His father was an executive at a manufacturing company, so he had excellent connections. If he married, he would be known as a “marriage of wealth.”
There was no way that my older sister, having found out about his existence, would just sit by and watch.
As expected, her evil hand reached out to him…