1 1 Suspicious and different with a sudden change

I've been inside this room for hours now.

I'm inside a luxurious room that resembled a king's bedroom in a castle. Do I actually have a royal blood running through my veins so they decided to scout me and finally found me so they took me to a foreign country I rightfully belong? So stupid. Although, it isn't really a castle, it was an enormous mansion to take note of when I looked out the balcony, easy to get lost at that when I saw hallways supported by white pillars. I saw people passing by them in formal attires which seemed a unique style of old royalty era.

Goodness, the scenery of lighting and nature felt like the home to greek gods. But this isn't the time to think about that, I saw a creature that didn't resemble any creatures I've seen on Earth. I was getting more weirded out when I saw weird alphabets in a large bookshelf situated inside this room.

I looked at the full body mirror only to see a boy in his teens with dark blue curly hair covering his eyes. When I swiped my hair up, I felt a mixture of emotions rushing inside me. What was those attractice and adorable light yellow eyes and slightly raised eyebrows that went down on ends? He looked like an innocent puppy. I was surprised to know that the figure we are talking about was me, feeling guilty that I felt attracted to myself, to my new body, actually. I felt gay all of a sudden. I was really reincarnated.

There were quite a few times of audible feminine voices calling out to a name called Dexter at the entrance door of this room. There is no Dexter here. My name is originally King from my previous life. I soon remembered the memory of dying due to a truck incident. I tried to forget because I the memory of the truck colliding into my body still occurred.

But isn't this bad? I don't have single memory regarding this body I am occupying. My curly bangs were back to its rightful place, covering my face up to my nose as I looked into the mirror, assessing my situation. This will be troublesome.

So suddenly, a loud voice of a boy was heard from outside. It seems like there was an arguement.

"I demand him to come out and settle this thing fairly!!"

And with that, the door to the room I occupied was being pounded with harsh sounds of banging.

"Dexter! Open up! YOU SON OF A ---"

Had to open the door before this book gets reported due to vulgar words.

I have no idea on who this man who stands before me even. He is roughly around my age with a hero-like blonde hair and green eyes. His death glares made me gulp as I tightened my hold on the door handle.

"Uh..."

"You!" The man confronted with a step forward and poked my chest which made me step backwards.

"Wha--" I badly want to raise both my hands as a sign that I am completely not involved and that I'm innocent but he might take it as a sign of an attack when I lift my arms.

"Don't 'what' me. Why don't you apologize to me with your sorry ass for once? Just because you high and might---"

Even the maids where dumbfounded.

I was bowing to this man.

"I'm sorry for what I did wrong. But who are you?"

The rest where discerning whether to be aware that I apologized or because I suddenly had a sudden amnesia. Was this body arrogant back when I haven't occupied this body?