The Auction That Rewrote My Future

My future was meticulously planned: Columbia University, an SAT score above 1550 – the Winston way. Then, a notification: an anonymous link led to an auction site displaying hundreds of twisted deepfakes of my private life. The seller: "CB_Blackwood." – Caleb. Caleb Blackwood, the boy my father had saved, was auctioning my dignity. I frantically bid my trust fund, but Ashley Jenkins, Caleb's vapid girlfriend, always outbid me. Caleb then demanded my 1550 SAT score as the ultimate stakes. In desperation, I bid it all. I 'won' the auction, but the next morning: my bank accounts empty, my SAT score zero. Ashley received my 1550 and Columbia scholarship, while my deepfakes were everywhere. The shame was a physical weight. As I fell from my balcony, a chilling truth hit: Caleb used a "Contract Auction System"-legally binding. His goal was not just money; it was my future, total destruction. Then, a gasp. I sat upright in bed. April 15th. Weeks before. I was back. The horror was fresh, but a cold, hard new emotion burned: revenge.