I am born as a star. People cheer for me. For my cuteness and hotness but calm and cool at the same time. I don't need anyone to do what I want. They do everything voluntarily. They don't ask what I want—they give it because I need it. No question. Just a solution. I love living a luxurious life.
But—that became the reason why there are some people chose to kill me than to love me.
And now—reincarnated in another world is not the life that I want. People chase me not because of my inborn talent—but because of the murder of the parallel character of me. My character in alternate universe. Same date when I was killed in earth, same features and same lifestyle.
I became the criminal, a murderer of my own murder case. And now, people hunt me as the killer of the star.