Ugh, it's kind of weird and embarrassing to say this, but I have been reincarnated. Surprise, surprise, who could have guessed another innocent author falls victim to the whims of a greater existence, just for some shit and giggles.
Anyway. Yeah, I have been reincarnated in my own shitty novel. Let me guess what you're thinking? I am some random extra, right? background character #7, as it had been done a thousand times already, nope. Okay, maybe some minor villain then? With the goal of changing their fate and avoiding death? wrong again. Then definitely the protagonist, right? Who else could it be but the overpowering main character who gets all the cool moments and the world revolves around him? Very, very wrong.
I bite my nail, still staring at the mirror like it would change something, or maybe I was having difficulty accepting this reality. Cause in the mirror, what stared back at me wasn't a random NPC, minor villain, or the protagonist.
But the genius, prodigy among prodigies, the cool, cold, kuudere, the main heroine of my shitty novel, and romantic interest of the main character, Aria, the ice princess.
"What the fuck."
This had to be a joke, right? I mean, come on, like surely the god of reincarnation wouldn't be this cruel, right? That he would come out with such desperate measures, like surely we could milk more views with another extra story, right? it doesn't have to be this serious, right?
Oh! Hello! Anyone? Are you listening? are children really that starving that you are forced to give up your as well as mine dignity for this? Like, surely you would have some consciousness left, right?
"sigh, it seems like I have finally lost it." This reality was so hard to accept that my brain had developed a scenario as an escape mechanism where a stupid author was writing my suffering as a means for measly views.
But, well, that couldn't be possible; this was reality, and there was nothing else to it.
Right?
I looked down at my own hands, which were smaller, pale, and delicate, but I am pretty sure that I pack quite a punch. Since Aria has been trained since she was six years old. Remembering the setting I gave her made me kind of feel depressed.
for the nth time, I sighed. "What the hell am I supposed to do?"
It wasn't as if I was particularly motivated to just rush up ahead and help the protagonist complete the story. Even if I did, would that send me back to my old world? Probably not. This wasn't that kind of isekai.
"I guess I just need to exist, huh, pretty tall task if you ask me." If I could, I would have smashed my head against the wall, that's how much I was dying from the embarrassment. Fortunately, I hate pain.
I fell down on the bed and just stared at the ceiling. I wasn't thinking about anything in particular; it was just hard to think about anything when you're suddenly thrust into another body, another world, another gender.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
There was a sound of something.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
I moved my head down, just to see the phone buzzing on the desk. But I didn't move, I just couldn't bring myself to care.
Bzzt. Bzzt.
It kept buzzing, being an annoyance.
"...Fine."
Too lazy to stand up, I just rolled around the bed until the phone was within my reach, when I powered it on, there was a lock on the screen.
A groan left my mouth. "Seriously?"
Fortunately, it wasn't the pin lock but the pattern, or I would never be able to guess it for my life. The first ones I tried were obvious, like A, S, D, and others like that, but they all turned out to be wrong.
I frowned. Okay, it's not a word, then maybe just simple ones like a line or something?
The phone buzzed as it went red. Wrong Password.
"Dammit, what's up with this? why is it so tough to crack a tee—UGH"
A sudden, sharp pain stabbed through my head, I felt the room spin, then my vision went dark. A flash of images ran behind my eyes as the information that I didn't have of Aria entered my mind.
It's an hourglass. I opened my eyes and began to trace my finger from top left to bottom right, then back up to top right, then down to bottom left, then the middle column, top, center, and bottom, which made an hourglass-like pattern. The screen blinked open.
what's up with this? why is it so difficult? Is she hiding nuclear code or something?
And what was that thing? I blacked out for a second, then I remembered the password as if I knew it already.
Umm… is it like a memory thing? like usually happens in novels, where a reincarnated person gets the memories of the person they inhabited.
But just the password? Why not all the memories?
Whatever, I will see to it later, not like I am finding anything thinking about it.
The phone was unlocked, and there were notifications on the screen. One of them was the Academy group. I clicked it open.
[Academy Reminder]
Hello, aspiring hunters, as you all know, from today all your classes will start, but before that, I request all first-year students to attend the Opening Orientation at 10:00 AM in the Central Hall. Attendance is mandatory.
It was 9:30 AM now, hmm… should I go?
I know it's mandatory and everything, but come on, does it really matter when I'm facing an existential crisis?
Like, if there is a fire in the house, is it really that mandatory to attend the classes? I know math teachers would argue otherwise. But yeah, no way, neither I'm in the mood nor have energy to attend it.
Having decided on it, I tossed the phone aside and pulled the blanket over my head.
I didn't care if this was my second chance at life or something; I am way too confused and lost to try anything. I am pretty sure the story could move on without a day with the ice princess anyway.
With that, I closed my eyes.