Being a Villainess is No Joke

1. Is this Heaven?!?

Eunah and I had a pretty nice relationship and I would die for her.

I quickly shut my phone pulled on a jacket took my wallet and walked out of my apartment locking it.

I lived alone in Seoul while mom, dad and Eunah lived in our house back in the countryside.

I was standing at the signal to cross the road when I thought about continuing reading the story I pulled out my phone and started reading. I noticed the lights turning green, so I walked still reading.

Well, that was a mistake. But you can't blame me. I never thought that I would get run over by a truck whose driver seemed to be screaming something like, 'THE BRAKES ARE BROKEN!!"

Well, I'm not gonna give any graphic details about my death, but it was painful and before everything went black, I remember seeing a person  who had white hair. And that wasn't unique though (I've seen quite a few people dye their hair white in Korea, especially idols), he had red eyes. Or maybe that was just a  trick my eyes played after getting hit by the truck.

Anyway, back to the present. Where exactly am I ?

I got up and sat on the very very extremely soft bed (unlike the one I have at home) and looked around. It was a very nice, chic and classy place. The room was twice the size as my entire apartment. It had another four doors, two of them side by side in front of the bed while one big door was on the right and the other on the left of the bed, a dressing table and a study table (and big fat bed of course). There was one flaw though, everything was pink.

I thought about getting up when I noticed some locks of pink hair on the clothes that I seemed to be wearing.

What the....??

I touched the long strand and tried to pull it.

"Oww!" I whined. This hair seemed to be attached to my head.

Wait....

WHY MY HEAD??????

AND WHY PINK?????

Wasn't I supposed to be dead? Then why is my hair pink???

Did I got drunk yesterday and did some stupid shit and imagine all the accident??

No. The accident was too real (and painful) and I wouldn't dye my hair pink even if I was drunk.

I got up to see my myself in front of the mirror.

And the sight was shocking.

"Who the fuck is this??" I exclaimed and so the person in the mirror.

I scowled. And so did the person in the mirror.

I slapped myself and so did the person in the mirror.

Okay, that hurt.

"So it seems like a normal mirror." I muttered to myself, examining my new self in the mirror.

Light soft pink hair, pale fair skin, emerald green eyes, rose pink lips and a beauty that couldn't be described.

Yes..... That sort of a beautiful person..... Somehow..... Was me.

But the description..... Was familiar.

It was almost like I was, Adailia de Perinius, the bitch.

Lol. I don't even know how that's possible-

"Lady Adailia, are you awake?"  Came a female voice from outside.

Holy shit!

Is Adailia here?

Why is she here?

Why am I here?

And why do I look like Adailia?

"Lady Adailia?" Called the female voice from outside.

What am I supposed to do?

"I'm coming in lady, please forgive me."

The door slowly opened and I gulped unconsciously.