Prologue

Tears ran down her face as she looked at the group. It was unfair. She didn't do anything wrong. It was Olivia's fault, not hers. She will not deny having led the group that bullied her, nor will she deny being the one who instigated it. Because it is all true. Of course, the girl wasn't innocent either. Olivia was what everyone used to call a green tea bitch. Acting all pure and innocent but quite cunning. A manipulating woman who shed tears as she breathed. 

Well, at least they had the decency to confront her somewhere secluded. Without people to watch the drama unfold.

"_I recognize that I bullied her, but I never pushed her down the stair.

_Someone saw you, Lucina! Stop your lie!!!

_If I wanted to hurt her this much, I would have pushed her through the window!!!! I DIDN'T DO IT!!!"

She could see the horror on Olivia's face. This made her laugh bitterly. Seem like the fact that the white-haired girl would have gone for pure murder wasn't something she expected. She calmed herself, wiping her tears away. She then smiled stiffly.

"_Well, I suppose I will be in probatory or house arrest! If you may excuse me, I will now go back home!

_Wait! We didn't finish-!"

That night marked the defeat of Lucina Valentine. The one high society named "the witch", "villainess" was put down a petty trick. 

Later that night, her brother came into her bedroom. Lucina huffed when she saw him. Her twin brother, Claude Valentine, looked at her coldly. She could have sworn she saw something in it. When was the last time her brother looked at her warmly? She didn't remember. 

"_Is it true?

_What, the bullying?  Yes, it's true.

_I'm not talking about that... Lucy."

Her eyes grew bigger. He embraced her gently from behind. She could feel his breath on her ear. The young girl turned toward him, tears swelling up in her eyes. 

"_It's unfair, brother! Why did I have to go through that?"

She hugged him as he stroked her back.

"_I'm not talking about that. Is it true you are not my sister?

_What? I don't understand... What are you talking about?

_Olivia showed me the proof, and father confirmed them. You are not my sister Lucina."

Her eyes were shaking, just like her body. Her gut was telling her something dreadful was coming. Claude kissed her forehead as his grip on her tightened. He took her in his arm, embracing her warm body close. The poor girl was both confused and frightened.

"_Next time, try to reincarnate yourself as my real sister. Okay? "

Word was drowned out as she felt something cold on her back. Only a weak, strangled scream was heard from her. Tears trailed down her cheeks, only to be wiped gently by Claude's bloody hand. 'Ah... I never thought his body could be warm'. 

Lucina Valentine died in her brother's arms. Nestled peacefully against him, she took her last breath. She could only hear him humming that old lullaby he used to sing to her in the past. He held her until her body grew cold. He lifted her, still humming that song, he left the manor and walked in the dead of night. Without a sound, he disappeared into the forest, still carrying her lifeless body.

"Ah, It's a fail once again..."

"Should we search for a new one?"

"No, let's give her another chance! I think it should be amusing."

"You're right, she was interesting this time"

"Try not to disappoint us, Lucina. I'm sure you can beat her"