My Roommate Pretended to Be an Heiress: "I'm Getting Pregnant to Marry Rich!" I Rolled My Eyes: Even a Fake Rich Family Is Still a Family

As college began, my roommate Lily Evans decided to rank us based on our blood types, with Type A being the highest, followed by O, and B at the bottom.

Since I have Type B blood, I became the lowest-ranked person in her eyes.

She treated me like a servant, writing a list of unreasonable rules for me on a piece of paper.

She also called herself "Miss Evans" and showed off her designer clothes and bags in our dorm room.

"If you all listen to me, I'll have my dad arrange jobs for you after graduation," she boasted.

Hearing her words nearly made me cough up blood.