Chapter 2

It honestly didn’t take me long to find whoever owned this body that I live in.

Thankfully this body had an accident and had a very high fever. Someone was already in the room when I woke up. I took the opportunity to ask what happened when I saw them worried. At this moment, I decided to pretend to have amnesia. Otherwise, it would be difficult in the future to explain why I knew nothing about my life. I honestly don’t know if it’s existence that led me into this new life. But can it at least give me some memories of this body? Very cheap. 

I don’t hear much. I have no complaints about my previous life, but I am a good person and have always done good deeds. Can you at least give me more? If this was the level I had to start on, I would have chosen to be reborn as a baby. I was even lucky that no one suspected me when I woke up. The nanny/maid in the house was kind and seemed to regret my accident and amnesia. At first I thought I was lucky, but I learned more about myself. I was born with professors as my parents. When the professor asked if she had made enough money to buy this big house and her nanny/maid, she said it was because her parents invested in her stock.

Did you see her look like I didn’t when I asked her to inherit their fortune? “So how was your relationship with your parents?” For some reason, the original host of this body didn’t seem to get along with her family. This second life doesn’t seem good to me. When I finally persuaded the nanny to let me sleep well, I looked around my room. My room seemed poorly decorated. What was the original host character? Wardrobe clothes looked simple. No frills or flowers. Also, no skirt. It’s strange. When I went to look in the mirror, I was amazed at what my face looked like. It was so charming. It wasn’t a feminine face, but it was a charming face. This was a smooth face with sharp noises. I think this face looks good with any outfit. I think this should be considered lucky. I was unlucky, but at least I was born pretty. My romantic life wouldn’t be so bad with a face like that. Oh… but there’s still one problem. As I learned from her nanny, I don’t have a boyfriend or a fiancée. The beings that sent me into this world that didn’t love me told me my loved ones would guide me to my destiny, but I still have nothing to do. How dangerous is it to think about romance now? Why couldn’t this body be reborn after chasing the beloved man? You can find out who to avoid. Instead, I was dispatched too soon, and I can only be wary of anyone I approach. Does this mean I never have love? This is too sad. I was buried in sorrow, but the sound pulled me away. It sounded alive. A phone? But I could already see the stylish slim phone on the desk next to my bed. The sound was coming from under my bed. I was so curious that I looked down and found only a shoe box hidden under the bed. There was a phone when I opened the box, and it was like a photo book. I’m wondering if I can get the phone to buzz again and unlock it. I don’t know what the pin is. But I think fingerprints are required. How lucky! Unfortunately what you see when you unlock the phone is not good. Why am I so unlucky.

The text messages I see haunt me.

[Hani: Oh my god XXXX is at XXXX address! He is in room XX. Come early! <3 <3]

[Hani: The XXX camera is ready. I have to take a naked picture of him today. Excellent! ]

[Hani: I’m so lucky to be able to climb the wall and meet the prince. He cannot hide from us. Taking naked pictures of him can intimidate me and lick his pretty abs!!!!!]

What…???

Excuse me, could you tell me again…?

This… What is this message?

Scroll up and I’ll be shocked to see all your old messages. Apparently, this body met this Hani man, and they’re both stalking not one, but many handsome princes and want to intimidate them. Looking at the album in the box, I prepared my mind and opened it. I have to see how bad the situation is.

…

I shouldn’t have seen it. There were many pictures of handsome men, but from the angles of the pictures it was clear that these were paparazzi pictures. These photos were taken without permission. Some were half-naked.

I have to throw them away.

I have to destroy all this! I need to get rid of this phone! What if the original owner shouldn’t be stalking someone? Is that how I get killed?

No, it doesn’t matter. Either way, stalking is bad and criminal. The important thing now is to escape this crime before it’s too late.

I don’t have time to throw the box away, but for now I will take the battery out of my phone and put it back in the box. What if I throw it in the trash now and the nanny finds it? I must carefully discard all this. Can you really believe it, They gave me this second life? Too many bad things have happened to this new body.

First of all, I know I can never have romance because I am always worried if this will lead me to chaos. Second, after graduating from high school, I realized that I had no support from my parents. And thirdly, this body is a stalker! I was cheated!