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.