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He/Heroine and My Villainess

Two girls who have been transmigrated inside the manhwa that they both love to read because of an eclipse, one has an innocent personality, and the other one has a wild and chill part. These two genuine girls are best friends since birth, but what will happen if her best friend becomes her enemy a villainous, and the other becomes a heroine to the story. What would these two genuine girls face through their new life journey ahead?

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HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(HEAR ME SAY KEEP WALKING FORWARD AND DON'T LOOK BACK)

*Curtain being open*

"Young, miss. Is me angela,"

Sitting up, I'm dazed and confused. I hold my forehead upon feeling a headache.

'Angela? Who the hell is that?'

"Where am I?" scanning the place

'Ah, right... I'm inside the manhwa Yerre, and I love to read so much how many days I've stuck here? Seven? No three days,'

"Ha... it's been three days, Ha,"

When I first came here, I was inside the forest. My head got hurt, and I was wearing a heavy dress.

I am lost and confused at that moment. But when I saw myself under the pond, it all then makes sense. I died but got transmigrated inside the manhwa. And I become the heroine inside this manhwa.

The heroine name inside this book is Cathlen Marthues, the only Daughter of Duke Thranduil Marthues and Duchess Aerwen Clain Marthues.

'Yes, I'm not Cathlen. My actual name is Alda. I'm a 19-year-old college student, and I died on the day of an eclipse together with my best friend.'

And right now. I am afraid because I can't remember anything other than the character, biography, connections, and relationships. I forgot the flow of this storybook. It's been so long since I read this manhwa with Yerre. We are still twelve years old when we read this manhwa, and so many things had happened since then. How can I remember such a thing?

'Ah... so frustrating when you thought about it,'

But I know that Cathlen and the crown prince have a special relationship, and I don't know why.

'Ahh... I can't wait for Cathlen 23 birthday.'

For, on that day, she will receive a genie lamp that duke Thranduil gifts for her. And that lamp is the key for me to meet Yerre here.

'Why do I know that Yerre is also inside this book?'

Well, I know because I feel it inside my heart, and we die together enough for me to believe that my best friend is inside this world too. But I don't know what kind of appearance she wears.

'Her soul could either, stuck inside the animals or humans, but I'm sure her soul got stuck to human because she has been an angel her entire life, that's for sure,'

And no matter what happened, I have to survive because I believe Yerre is also here somewhere. And once we got reunited, I'm going to wish for the genie to change me into a man.

'Well, being a woman is great, and all, but I prefer to be inside a man's body than a woman. Why? Do you ask?'

I am a girl back then, but once I become an adult and find that I'm a lesbian, everything changes. I learned that to find circles is very hard no, one accepts you and loves you for who you are. The world becomes cruel and unfair. Because of people's judgment and perspective towards whom I become. But I never worried because my parents and my best friend accept me. But that is not enough.

'Why is not enough, you ask? Well,'

Back then, I had many relationships with the same gender. So I can change my romantic feelings towards my best friend, and it works, well, I think. But all of them didn't last long because of the same reason. The one thing that I can never give to them, a child.

'Yes, is unfair, right?'

Because of it, I become depressed, and I got lost. I hated myself for being born as a woman, isolated myself from everyone for two years. But someone wants to make me feel better and happy. That is my best friend, Yerre.

She always comes by our house to check on me every day, but I also always push her away because I don't want her to see me as fragile. I only showed my strong and man side to her, so I wasn't ready to show her my fragility.

'But she never gives up,'

And I don't want to see her hurt and suffer because of me, so I once again open my light and let the darkness passes by, but the problem remains inside me, I still hate myself for being born as a woman.

But I also have found an answer that even though I can't change the fact that I'm a woman who is lesbian and can't give spring to others. At least I still have someone beside me who can be part of my life, wanting nothing in return, and that is my best friend.

I held onto her as she cries close to me, from worried and glad because of me, while I look at her full of delight and warm feelings. From then on, I have decided to confess my feelings towards her and do a transplant surgery.

So, Yerre won't have to worry about being judged and be ashamed because of me. But we die before I could do all of it and ended up here.

"Young, miss? Are you feeling fine? Why your face showed discomfort?"

'What? Oh, I must have been thinking so much,'

"I'm fine. You don't have to worry,"

'Oh, I almost forgot about Angela. She is Cathlen personal maid,'

"The duke and duchess are waiting for you to join them inside the dining room," She mentions while I get down from my comfortable king-size bed stretching, both of my hands up.

"They do?" I ask, yawning,

"Yes, miss,"

"Oh, you already had your breakfast?" I ask because from what I remember towards the character preference in the manhwa.

Angela sometimes can be over caring towards Cathlen, that she forgot to take care of herself and her health.

"Yes, I do. Miss," She answers, and I smile.

"Okay, well," I reply.

"Let's get you to change now, miss," She proposes, and I nod.

'At first, I felt uncomfortable about someone helping me change clothes because I'm used to doing things alone. I mean, back in my previous life, I'm just a normal person, duh, so how can you expect me to feel comfortable over this kind of treatment?'

"Okay," I smile and permit her to help me get change.

"What style do you want to wear today, miss?" She asks because I already confessed to her that I weatherly like wearing a dress now. And that I prefer simple attire that has pants. She understands and never questions my words any further.

"What do you think, Angela?" I ask,

"What? What do you mean by that, miss?" She asks back confused, I grin and chuckle at her cute, clueless expression.

"I want you to choose my attire for today," I answer,

"Are you sure?" She asks,

"Yes, go ahead, choose. We don't want to make my parents wait for long, right?" I mention, then she nods and goes towards my closet to choose my attire.

And she chooses the black heel boots, long white sleeves with buttons, leather, black suit, and brown long legging pants.

"This, miss. I'm sure you like this, right?" She said, and I smile at her agreed to what she just said.

"Yes, very much," I reply. I then get changed and fixed my hair into a ponytail style with Angela's help.

'Cathlen has black, long curly hair, violet eyes, and an innocent appearance. No matter what she does and wears, she always perfect and beautiful. But no one compares my Yerre,' I giggle at the thought of my best friend so cute and chubby.

Yes, Yerre is not that pretty and sexy like this girl in front of me now. But no matter how imperfect Yerre is, I can't help but fall in love with her because she is more than perfect for me, and she is different.

We've been through many hardships in life, and I've known her since we're just a little kid. So, everything about her is no secret to me anymore.

"Done, miss. You are perfect to go," Angela mention.

"Thank you," I respond as we go outside my room and stride towards the dining room.

'I can't believe I become someone so high when I die,'

"This is ridiculously unbelievable," I mumble to myself while we continue walking through the hallway with some servants greeting me on the way. I smile and nod at all of them as they greet me.

To be continued.

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