A clueless exchange student named Iris unknowingly saved a life.
That day, David felt his life had come to an end.
He stood at the edge of a railing, over ten meters above the ground, staring blankly below.
The wind was strong—but he felt nothing.
Then, suddenly, a figure stepped up beside him and climbed onto the railing as well.
Startled, he turned to look—
It was a girl.
Before he could speak, she blurted out:
"Oh man, you're tall!"
"…What?"
"I wish you could give me some you tall!"
"…What?"
She turned her head, gazing at the sunset beyond the trees.
"I play basketball, you know? I'm talented, but too short… blah blah blah… So I really wanna be taller."
David chuckled.
"How many inches do you want?"
"Oh… I forget the damn inch thing. Sad…"
Just then, a park security guard walked over and sternly asked what they were doing.
Iris blinked, genuinely confused—
So this isn't how Americans enjoy the view?
Afterward, David bought her a burger.
And just like that, they became friends.
But David didn't know—
That the "angel" who saved him in his darkest hour…
would one day drag him straight to hell.
One Year Later – High School
Iris had become the captain of the girls' basketball team, while Miles led the boys' team.
In front of a crowd, they played a quick one-on-one. Iris's skills were sharp, instinct precise—but Miles was a full head taller and physically dominant.
Despite that, the match ended in a 1:1 draw.
After Iris made her shot, the boys on the sideline booed Miles, embarrassed for their captain.
Infuriated, Miles retaliated—he jumped over Iris and slammed a dunk straight over her.
Later that day, the two childhood frenemies sat in Iris's house, sipping drinks.
She pouted:
"If you'd give me 20 centimeters, I'd totally destroy you."
He smirked:
"Sure. Take my 20. Can't wait for you to crush me."
The Next Morning
Iris woke up feeling… off.
She stood—
and hit her head on the ceiling lamp.
She had grown.
A full 20 centimeters.
Still dazed, staring into the mirror, her phone buzzed.
At the hospital, her coach and teammates looked grim as she arrived.
Nervously, she pushed open the door to Miles's hospital room.
He was lying in bed, legs wrapped in thick bandages—
his feet were gone.
Iris stood frozen. Then Miles suddenly grabbed her wrist:
"It was you, wasn't it?! You said 20 centimeters… you took them! You took my feet!"
People rushed in to calm him down.
That night, Iris whispered to her best friend Y:
"Did I really… take his 20 centimeters? I mean, I was just 160 cm before…"
Y was silent for a while, then hugged her gently.
"You two are best friends. This isn't your fault. He's just mentally unstable right now."
Two Years Later
While working part-time at a restaurant, Iris met a generous middle-aged man.
During their chat, she teased:
"What? You're a millionaire? Then give me £100,000 as a tip!"
The man chuckled:
"Of course. Consider it a reward for your charm."
He left £10 on the table—even though his meal only cost £7.
The next day, Iris received a text from the bank:
"£100,000 received. Balance: £100,020."
Five Years Later
Iris had become a star in the WNBA. David had won a Grammy.
They married under the spotlight, a perfect match of fame and talent.
But after pregnancy, Iris suffered lasting health complications.
She could never return to the court.
Now a mother of twins and wife to a music icon,
her heart still longed for the basketball court—
the only place she ever truly felt alive.
David, meanwhile, avoided conflict.
Every time she broke down emotionally, he would retreat.
All she ever wanted was for him to just—hold her.
Just that.
One day, during an argument, she shouted:
"I don't love you anymore!"
And in that very moment—
she truly couldn't feel anything toward him anymore.
They divorced.
David took the children.
Years Later
Even after all those years, whenever they met, they'd fight.
That day, Iris exploded again:
"Go to hell!"
And then—David vanished.
Just like that.
Gone.
No one ever saw him again.
Iris was now a suspect in a murder investigation.
She stopped speaking.
Every day, she stood alone in her house, murmuring:
"Back… David… back to earth…"
Her middle school-aged children were convinced their mother had gone insane.
Until one rainy night, Iris shouted to the heavens:
"David, I LOVE YOU!!"
And in that moment, in the center of the room—
a pile of bones appeared.
She was arrested on the spot.
Charged with multiple mysterious deaths,
she was sentenced to prison.
Epilogue
Some say she never hurt anyone.
Others say—she only took what people willingly offered.
But no one can deny:
Iris carried a curse.
She didn't steal.
She didn't cheat.
But the moment you offered her something—
she took it.
Twenty centimeters.
A hundred thousand pounds.
Love.
Souls.
Even a person's right to exist in this world.