| I came back to my previous life |
I remember closing my eyes and collapsing.
The location was the front door of our house.
I blinked my eyes like an idiot and sat up straight.
A white ceiling with a dazzling pattern, an overly soft and wide bed.
The golden furniture and decorations that were visible before my eyes. This room, which looked luxurious to anyone, coincidentally felt familiar.
"...This is my old room."
The word 'before' is not enough to express it. This is the room of my previous life.
It's been 22 years, but the faint scent of lavender, the calm and cool atmosphere—it feels the same as before. Perhaps it's because of the change in environment, but my nerves have become a bit more sensitive. It's true that my old personality can't be gone.
I don't know exactly what's going on right now, but I have a rough idea. Putting everything together, there's only one answer: I've returned to my past life. It's absurd, but I have to accept it. For me, absurd things happen so easily.
- Smart.
There was a knock on the door. Who was it?
My head suddenly felt dizzy and then something suddenly spread through my brain. Ah.
Memories of my past life became clearer. It was as if 22 years had flown by. Even the memory of my death was vivid, as if it had happened not long ago. Emotions buried deep within me began to surface. Thankfully, the memories of my modern life remained.
...That's right, I have to go find Jeongguk. I wonder if he's here.
There weren't many people who would knock on my door. If I didn't say anything, they'd just stand there in front of my room. Still, I guess living in another world has made my personality toxic. If this were my old world, that kind of thing would just be a nuisance.
"Come in."
As soon as I finished speaking, the door opened wide and someone came in.
The one who opened the door and came in was Park Jimin with an unreadable expression.
I was surprised to see his face after such a long time, but I spoke as calmly as possible.
" what's the matter? "
Why did he come here? He never came near here when he was growing up except to see his father.
"......What's going on?"
"You woke up after almost a year. A year."
"You've been lying there like a corpse, and now you're finally up and the first thing you say is that?"
I was quite confused. You woke up after a year? It's been a year since I died? But you didn't die?
"Then what should I say to you?"
"Looking at your expression, I can see you're very sorry. I'm sorry you didn't die."
The angry expression on his face became even more distorted. Do you hate it that much? Because I bought it?
Park Jimin is my childhood friend and the son of the Grand Duke. When he was little, he used to play with me innocently and without knowing anything, but as he grew up, he gradually started to ignore me and dislike me. The reason is simple. The Grand Duke wants Jimin to be the Emperor, and I am a huge obstacle to him, and the Emperor wants to weaken the Grand Duke's power. Naturally, his son couldn't help but dislike me. After all, he is the Emperor's daughter.
"If I hadn't woken up like this, I could have become the next emperor."
" right? "
" ......... "
I hate Park Jimin. I hated him in my past life, and I still hate him now. What did I do to deserve this hatred, this torment, this torment? I hate that you only hate me because I'm a princess. And you're the son of a grand duke, too.
“You are a princess, so you won’t be punished even if you do something bad, right? You are the daughter of His Majesty the Emperor.
"Then, can you kill me too?"
This is what 10-year-old Jimin said to me.
Even thinking about it again, it still feels like a dog.
Why are you saying this to me? Why are you still making me remember, telling me to save myself, and then you're the one who turned away first?
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Park Jimin - 18 years old
• The Grand Duke's son
• Current student at the Imperial Academy
• There is a rumor that he is afraid of dark places for some reason.