My name is, or perhaps I should say was, Elisa. I was a normal girl who had finished her university studies a couple of years ago. I had little to no social life because I had moved to a bigger city where I had found work, and I spent my leisure time between books and video games. My thing was LOL and MMORPGs, games where I could be fiercely competitive. Definitely not an otome game. So, if yesterday someone had told me that I would wake up inside a video game, I would never, ever have believed it would be in that schoolgirl romance game that I was playing because my best friend had recommended it. I had taken a look at it and, honestly, it hadn't caught my attention; but since my friend was more than two hundred kilometers away, well, at least we would share some laughs together. So, I had created an account and made some progress in the game, not too much, just what a couple of afternoons had allowed.
Last night I went to bed late, as I had been playing that freaking game, and today... today I woke up in a strange room. To make a long story short, I've been trapped in Bianca's body, one of the otome characters, for enough hours to realize that I'm not dreaming, and if I've been drugged, it shows no signs of wearing off. To push me even deeper, Bianca isn't the heroine, nor a warrior, nor a powerful mage. I wish she were. She's more of a villain. But not a classy one, the kind you watch open-mouthed while she dazzles you with her beauty and cold heart capable of devising impossible plans and carrying them out without messing up her hair. No... Rather one of those mindless personalities who laugh at the jokes of that villain's sister.
Stolen novel; please report.
Every time I think about it... it drives me crazy!
"Miss, are you alright?" I hear someone calling at my bedroom door.
It's one of the maids of the house, palace, or whatever they call the mansions of the rich and noble here. She must have heard me scream.
"Yes, yes, I thought I saw a bug, it's nothing."
"A bug?" she asks, puzzled, without opening the door.
I'll have to watch my vocabulary; I doubt a noble, the daughter of a count, speaks like this.
"I need to rest, leave me alone, I have a headache."
"As you wish, miss."
I hear her footsteps moving away and let out the air I didn't realize I was holding. I want to keep screaming, yell at the top of my lungs until I'm hoarse or wake up in my own body. It's no use. I must think about what to do. The worst part is that I didn't finish the game, so I don't even know if this personality-less brown-noser, who was just a yes-woman to Faith's sister, dies or gets imprisoned in the plot.
Without a doubt, I'm screwed.