Overnight, I transmigrated into a book. Not as a cool, elegant heiress or a spirited, carefree young lady from a noble family, but as the tragic heroine of a youthful angst novel, doomed to die a miserable death!?
My response: whoever wants angst can have it.
Youthful insanity is the way to go.
The vicious second female lead: "You fucking want to die..."
Me: "You'd better be able to kill me, hahaha!"
The utterly unprofessional homeroom teacher: "It was just students fooling around. You should be more magnanimous!"
I immediately spun around and slapped them.
"Teacher, it was just a teacher and student fooling around. You should be magnanimous~"
