Louise held her hands together politely.

She was grateful for his light, joking reply. No matter how long the Crown Prince Ian and Louise were together, their relationship had never been serious.

Louise hesitated for a moment, but as soon as she exhaled her words came spilling out.

Did she deliver that properly? When Louise carefully looked up, the prince looked at her in shock

Louise was willing to explain again

His blue eyes trembled briefly.

He seemed to have lost his ability to speak

She was sorry she must have surprised him, but she had no choice.

Her engagement to the crown prince would be a poison that would ruin her life.

And why was she so sure of that?

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There are things that are even more revealing when everyone wears the same clothes

Not only can tell one the shape of someone’s body or the appearance of their face, but also their economic standing and family circumstances.

However, Korean school uniforms were the biggest irony .it revealed people’s differences most of all.

In the morning the girl would start by checking her sleeves

There was a black stain on one of them. Such stains were not found on children who wore blouses cleaned by their parents.

It was fortunate that the jacket covered up the stain, however her sleeves became more visible when she stretched out her arm, and she had become more and more hesitant in class.

It was a good time to pretend to be sick. Not going to school was a time to get away from comparing herself with others.

On a day off, the girl would sit in the multimedia room of the city library and browse through her friends’ social media profiles even though she had vowed to not to.

One after another, beautiful cafes and photo shoots posted online.

If you are not envious, you are lying; if you are not jealous, you are not human. So she sometimes closed her eyes and hoped

If she did, she would be happy every day. She would be dressed to perfection with perfectly washed clothes and shoes.

She would go to a private school or have a private tutor to supplement this ordinary brain.

Anyway, like everyone else, she longed for what she did not have, but her longing was more than just simple envy. It was a matter of survival.

The already wide economic gap would continue to grow.

It was a simple matter of reading a newspaper or the title of a new book each time she came to the library

The more she learned about this world, the more it seemed to become bleaker and bleaker.

All the books in this library seemed to claim that there was no hope for the future of a poor girl like her.

So the girl fell in love with sweet escape in her novels, and she especially loved the setting of the fantasy world.

Not in Korea, but in the setting of the fantasy world, an entire story can happen with just a finger.

The heroines of the novels were loved and protected, and she sometimes closed her eyes while reading and daydreamed about becoming one.

The latest novel she read was a romance fantasy called “The Secret Lovers of the Academy.”

At the Academy, in which only the children of nobility or wealth attended, the female heroine met with the crown prince and won both happiness and success.

Of course, enjoying the fantasy while reading novels in the local library was a secret hobby she could tell no one.

Probably no one would ever know. Friends, teachers, God in heaven. It was a hobby that she kept to herself for a long time.

The girl looked down at her hand, blinking.

She had delicate, doll-like hands that she still had not gotten used to even a few days later.

Those soft hands peeked through the white lace sleeves.

There was not a crease in the lace, so delicate that looked easy to tear but difficult to mend

It was not just that

The girl’s clothes were obviously expensive even to anyone who didn’t know much about fashion.

Her body and environment had changed in an instant, and for a while the girl hadn’t understood what was happening to her

After a brief moment of confusion she had reached a conclusion.

Suddenly, one day, without prelude or omen.

But there was one thing that was the most surprising. That was…

Knock knock.

She heard a careful but urgent knock.

The girl answered in a faint voice and the door, embellished with golden roses, opened.

A woman in her nightgown ran into her room

After three days of observation in this strange place, the girl learned that this woman was her mother. The woman swooped over her and gave her a tight hug.

The body of the girl, which had cooled down during the early morning, melted softly under the warmth of her embrace.

She hovered over the girl in concern, her hands fussing over her daughter.

it was the first time the girl had received such a great deal of attention and she was unused to such pampering.

Maybe because of the newness of this environment, but the girl still was adapting to this strange body and was careful about everything. She couldn’t say “I’m from another world” for fear of something going wrong.

Well, that wasn’t entirely true to be honest. If she said that, she would no longer have the reassuring warmth of something worrying over her. Even if this life wasn’t really hers. Still, she wanted to experience it for the first time.

her mother cooed, looking into her eyes. Though she was a woman who had given birth to a child, she was a breathtaking beauty.

The fever must have been caused by the overload of information from morning to evening in coming to understand this world. When the mother rubbed the girl’s flushed cheeks anxiously, the girl gave a small yawn

The girl nodded her head

The girl quickly lay back and sank into the huge, comfortable bed. She felt a friendly touch begin to stroke her hair and her heart tingled at the cozy blankets and the sympathetic attention. However, there was one problem with this life.

The fact the she has become this person.

Who is Louise Sweeney, you ask?

She was the villain in the novel “The Fake Lovers of the Academy” that the girl had read in her previous life in Korea.

If she hadn’t become the villain, she wouldn’t have been so upset. When the story was serialized there was even a section of the fandom who called themselves “Louise Sweeney’s Sacking Unit.” Tens of thousands of readers would pray for this terrible woman’s downfall. Even the author’s notes read: ‘Louise Sweeney is finally killed next Tuesday. Pop the cider! Cheers!’

The girl....no, Louise buried her face in the pillow.

If there was, he wouldn’t punish her so unfairly. In Korea she had been a poor girl who loved novels, and now she was repaid to become the most evil villain in one?

if there was a god in charge of all this, she would go and point her finger at him right away and say:

She had been been longing for that life, only to be loved by no one!

Louise suddenly remembered the friendly touch on her hair

She remembered the fine clothes and the fancy room. Louise Sweeney, though a villain in the novel, was a very rich girl unlike the poor heroine. What wealth! She’d always longed for this in Korea! Louise admired her golden blonde hair just in her field of view. Even considering this body was just five years old, she was very pretty. Of course, even in the novel Louise was often described as a beautiful young lady.

her mother’s voice whispered.

Her mother’s sweet words of “heir” and”support” almost brought her to tears

Louise quickly reconsidered pointing her finger at God. She was grateful to not be a poor heroine. Who cared about the male characters? Louise Sweeney had a family that loved her and she had a beautiful face. This moment could only be a dream, and she wanted to stay much longer than she expected. If someone woke her up, she would be left poor and powerless again in Korea.

Perhaps her earnest prayer worked. Or was she destined to live in this world without prayer? She never opened her eyes again as a Korean girl with a spoon and chopsticks. As time went by, the girl became accustomed to becoming Louise and no longer became surprised every time she looked in the mirror. The life of a wealthy girl was the smoothest and most comfortable life she had ever lived. Above all, Louise was loved by her father and mother.

Even the servants and maids in the large mansion loved her.

The was also the first time she was loved not only in the household, but outside of it as well. She was esteemed as a precious person wherever she went. A perfect life. But she had to be careful not to get too upset. Louise Sweeney was a villain. If she does something wrong, all the happiness will disappear and she would fall onto the path of destruction. She always tried to stay humble and sincere so she could enjoy this life for a long time. Instead of the predestined road of misery, she would walk on a flower path. Time passed. It was spring when Louise Sweeney turned seventeen. She stared at herself at the mirror. Soft blonde hair that fell to her waist, rare amethyst eyes, and meticulously kept perfect skin. She made an effort to give a beautiful smile.

Louise had been giving herself encouragement lately. She was about to enter the Academy, the starting point of the original novel.

Cientia Academy. Louise paused for a moment to appreciate the magnificent-looking building looming over her.

This was the place where the crown prince and the heroine of a poor aristocratic family met and promised the rest of their lives to each other.

Louise had become so unhappy she couldn’t carry on her family business

Of course the crown prince was endowed with stunning looks, as expected of a male lead.

But that was all. She had already met him, and he was just a mean person who teased her.

His kindness towards Louise was rarer than the number of times an earthworm would take a walk in drought

It would be much better than being unnecessarily tangled in a relationship. Either way, there were plenty of other men who she could walk with on this flower path. There was only one thing Louise had to be steadfast about while attending this academy

Of course, she wouldn’t bother the female lead unnecessarily either. Louise, who was a true reader of the original novel, could not help but enjoy their romance. She was even a little excited thinking about it. She was happy whenever it happened in her favorite novel or webcomic or drama, but soon it would become a reality in front of her! Louise was filled with anticipation in seeing the longing and love between the couple.

Someone behind her spoke suddenly and tapped her on her back.

Louise turned around quickly in a panic, coming face to face with blue eyes that looked so clear in the sunlight.

The person had well-groomed silver hair and was much taller than Louise.

Perhaps he was the only one who could stand out in the crowd.

Ian Audmonial. The crown prince, the one person she shouldn’t care about. In the original novel, he was a heartless man who had cast aside Louise. She struggled to draw a smile. Even if she wanted to break the formal engagement, she would still have to maintain friendly relations with the successor of the kingdom

When she was about to bow he smiled and pinched her cheek with his long fingers

Louise fumed at his words.

How dare he have the nerve to put those words in his mouth?

He was still pinching her cheek when she opened her mouth to speak. He interrupted her and said

He took his hand off her cheek as he calmly explained it to her

Right. So she had heard. But she never thought she could ever call the crown prince freely by his first name.

Louise was suddenly aware how deeply integrated in the caste system she had become. The fact that one’s status had no effect in this school was awkward to her. Ian pressed her again to make sure she understood.

Louise answered stubbornly. She didn’t think so

Louise smiled at him challengingly. She wouldn’t become so familiar with him. She had to protect her heart and life.

He pointed to a white building diagonally from them.

Louise didn’t understand why he was pointing there.

Ian swept his palm between Louise’s bangs as if to take her temperature.

He leaned down and looked at Louise eye-to-eye with an expression of concern on his face

That was true. A carriage was a very inconvenient, uncomfortable way to travel. The hard wheels carried up the sensation of the rough ground to the inside of the carriage. While she would try to keep her body steady, she often found herself feeling sick.

Louise took a step back with a wary look and arranged her messy bangs back into place

He straightened up and brushed his hand that had been touching her forehead like he had touched something disgusting

He wanted to forget, but couldn’t? Louise blushed in embarrassment as she realized what he meant. Once, at the age of thirteen, she had such severe motion sickness from riding in the carriage she hadn’t been able to hold back her lunch. She was ashamed of herself. Ian was there that time. She couldn’t believe she had given her enemy a weak spot to target!

He gave Louise a playful grin and patted her head

Was that what worry looked like? He looked as happy as a cat with cream. He’s a real pain in the neck anyway. What did the original Louise see in this guy? She had kicked up such a fuss about him. The current Louise looked up at the man in front of her, blinking again

It didn’t matter in the end. He was a dangerous man who could drag Louise away from her flower path in one stroke. She wouldn’t encourage the situation.

Louise looked around for a moment. All the other students for the entrance ceremony were entering a large building. She spotted someone who appeared to be a faculty member waving high in the distance, signaling that it was time to enter

Louise bowed slightly and walked past him.

Just as she reached his shoulder he said her name again. The wind blew through her long blonde hair, causing her to turn her head away.

He reached out and tucked a stray lock of her long blonde hair behind her ear

He paused, then replied with an uncharacteristically serious face.

This jerk!😡 Louise clenched her first. Her parents had taught her “If anyone insults you, don’t hold back.” It seemed like good advice to take today. She debated whether or not to hold back the crown prince. Oh, didn’t he say that status didn’t apply?

Ian added with a grin.

Louise raised her chin at him and retorted

she forgot that she had said that. In any case, nothing good could come from mingling with him so closely. If someone mistook the two of them for being close, it could lead to unnecessary situations. Gossip had power.

They had to go their separate ways, away from each other. Ian will fall in love with the female lead, and Louise will try to get good grades and graduate with the honor of being the top student.

Louise shrugged, and he gave an unworried smile in reply

After their verbal spat they turned and began to walk in opposite directions. Louise didn’t understand why he was headed for the school gate, but she was glad not to accompany him anyway

Louise smiled to herself. In the original novel, soon after the entrance ceremony, Ian would start avoiding the annoying, clingy Louise in order to have a sweet relationship with the main character. This time Louise will also avoid him, and the two of them will have a wonderful relationship of mutual reluctance.

The childhood engagement would soon be over now.

Completely over.

It was at a church funeral that Louise first met Ian. She was six years old, not long after she had crossed into this story. To her the funeral was a strange affair, and for one reason.

While all the mourners were all dressed in black clothes bowing their heads, they shed no tears. Considering that the deceased was the queen, it seemed even more unusual. There was only one person who cried.

Louise’s mother.

The queen was born as a commoner, and Louise’s mother herself was married to a commoner businessman. The two of them were well-suited to adapting to their circumstances, and before that they were classmates at the Academy. From there to the present they had been best friends. Even before Louise was born, the queen had said to Mrs. Sweeney, “How wonderful it would be if you had a daughter and she married into the family!"

The funeral guests looked at her mother with sharp eyes. Louise understood the meaning of their glares having read the original novel. The commoner-turned-queen was said to have not been welcomed in the palace by anyone. She spent her time instead doting on her cherished son and took pleasure writing to her only friend. Her death was seen as an opportunity for other women to emerge and take their place beside the king. The funeral was the culmination of that joy, but Mrs. Sweeney, who wept tears in such a place, would have been disgusted. Her mother did not leave the church for a long time even after the funeral had ended. Even when the priests cleared the hall and blew out the candles, she sat on a bench and wept endlessly. Louise sat silently beside her mother. She wanted to wipe away her mother’s tears with a handkerchief, but she didn’t have one with her.

From a darkened corner of the church came the soft voice of another child. Louise blinked and moved her eyes to the source of the voice. Finally, a child stepped into the light of the stained-glass windows.

His soft, silvery hair reflected the brilliant light streaming into the church. It was an inappropriate time to think this right after a funeral, but Louise thought the boy was exceedingly beautiful

her mother said in surprise. There was only one little boy in this country that could be called by that title.

Ian Audmonial. Her mother stood up respectfully, but Louise was so frozen that she forgot to even blink.

She could not bear to speak to the end. Young Ian nodded, taking a handkerchief out of his sleeve and handing it to her. His handkerchief was dry. He hadn’t shed a tear like everyone else. Louise was six years old, and Ian was only eight. He barely reached an adult’s waist.

he replied with a serene face. He held out his handkerchief again, but her mother shook her head. Who in the world could take the handkerchief of a boy who had just lost his mother?

so he said, but Louise saw countless bite marks on the boy’s lower lip. Maybe he decided he couldn’t cry in front of other people. She imagined a little boy shedding tears alone in a room without anyone to comfort him. It had nothing to do with his status as the male lead or the crown prince. Everyone gets sick when they lose their family.

Louise quickly stood up and bowed her head towards him. His tearless blue eyes turned towards her.

The moment he answered, red drops of blood from his bite marks trickled over his lips. Louise automatically took a step towards him without realizing it. It was rude for Louise to approach the royal family without asking for permission, but she had no idea about such etiquette. She gently touched the little boy’s lips with her fingers. He had chewed on them so much that they were ragged.

Louise looked at the folded white handkerchief in his hand. Ian seemed to be a bit clumsy, but he had a tender heart. She thought that he must’ve inherited his kindness from his mother.

His hand slowly returned to his bosom. Louise realized she had been rude to the crown prince after seeing his servant standing behind him looking like he was going to faint. But Louise, even if she had known the etiquette rules, would probably have acted the same way. Not just her. Anyone would have. There was probably no one who wants a little boy to grieve the death of his mother alone.

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After that day the king declared Ian the heir to the throne, against all noble objections. Louise’s mother and father were amazed, but Louise herself was unsurprised. In the novel he was described as the ‘crown prince’, so she had guessed it would happen

Anyway, it didn’t matter to Louise whether Ian became the crown prince. The only thing that mattered to her was to survive safely and comfortably as Louise Sweeney. Money was necessary to survive, and knowledge was necessary to earn and protect that money. She paid close attention to the horticulture business between her father and mother. They were both proud of their lovely daughter’s curiosity in growing plants in the greenhouse. Her mother in particular sat next to her and told her stories of seasonal flowers and fruits. However, there were days when her horticulture study was unproductive.

Louise watched suspiciously as Ian started making regular visits to the greenhouse. After the queen’s death he would sometimes go to Mrs. Sweeney’s and listen to her talk. Louise’s mother would force her to join in reading a book, saying, “Your Highness needs a friend of his age"

Louise added with a grumble. Her words were out of line again. The servant standing behind the prince had another cross expression on his face.

The servant’s face wrinkled again when the two children starting bickering. Louise’s mother smiled. It seemed that she was the only one was truly pleased at scene of the two of them arguing.

Louise jumped to her feet at that terrifying word. It was the word that was going to drop Louise Sweeney right into hell.

Ian, who seemed to have heard the word for the first time, began to show interest. He hadn’t heard of it before? Then Mother! Stop talking right now! Putting that information in that demon’s ear will haunt your daughter in the future.

Ian dragged his chair beside her. Louise felt one step closer to hell.