My name is—or perhaps I should say was—Elisa. I was a normal girl who had finished college a couple of years ago. I had little to no social life because I had moved to a larger city for work, spending my free time between books and video games. My thing was LoL and MMORPGs—games where I could be fiercely competitive. Definitely not otome games.

  So, if someone had told me yesterday that I would wake up inside a video game, I would never have believed it would be in that schoolgirl romance game I played only because my best friend recommended it. I gave it a try, but honestly, it didn’t grab my attention. Still, since my friend lived over two hundred kilometers away, playing it together at least gave us a chance to laugh and have some fun. That’s how I ended up creating an account and progressing a bit—not much, just what a couple of afternoons allowed.

  Last night, I went to bed late because I’d been playing that cursed game. And today... today I woke up in a strange room. Long story short, I’ve been stuck in Bianca’s body—one of the characters from the otome—for several hours now. Long enough to realize this isn’t a dream, and if I’ve been drugged, it’s showing no signs of wearing off.

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  To push me even deeper, Bianca isn’t the heroine, nor is she a powerful warrior or mage. Oh, how I wish! Instead, she’s more of a villain. But not the classy kind that leaves you in awe with their beauty and cold heart, capable of pulling off impossible schemes without breaking a sweat. No... she’s more like one of those dimwitted lackeys who laughs at the real villain’s every whim.

  Every time I think about it... I feel like I’m going to lose it!

  "Miss, are you alright?" I hear someone call from the door of my room.

  It’s one of the maids from this house, palace, or whatever they call mansions for the rich and noble here. She must have heard me screaming.

  "Yes, yes, I thought I saw a bug. It’s nothing," I reply.

  "A bug?" she asks, puzzled, without opening the door.

  I’m going to have to watch my vocabulary. I doubt a noble, the daughter of a count, would speak like that.

  "I need to rest. Leave me alone; I have a headache."

  "As you wish, Miss."

  I hear her footsteps fading away and let out the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. I want to keep screaming, to yell until I lose my voice or wake up in my own body. But there’s no use. I have to think about what to do next.

  The worst part? I didn’t finish the game, so I don’t even know if this personality-less sidekick who fawns over Faith’s sister ends up dead or imprisoned in the story.

  No doubt about it—I’m screwed.