Heheroine And My Villainess - Chapter 1

HE/HEROINE AND MY VILLAINESS

(NORT, EAST, WEST, SOUTH, WHICH WAY IF YOU PRE-COUNT)

“Yerre! Hey hurry up we’re gonna be late for the festival” Alda called her best friend who’s currently shy and ashamed of herself. This was the first time she wore a dress so she was not confident. She felt that she was so fat.

“Umm… Alda are you sure it’s okay? I…” Alda stopped Yerre from talking,

“It’s fine don’t mind them…in my eyes, you’re perfect and cute, so come on! Let’s have fun catching goldfish today at the festival. Don’t think so much, just have fun and If you feel uncomfortable just hold onto me and I will hug you so you can feel better okay?” Alda heartfully said to Yerre, who nodded slightly. She blushed and smiled looking at her,

“Okay let us go!”

Yerre once again becomes hyper and excited to go to the festival as they hold hands striding happily and talking nonstop about bunch of stuff as they go to the goldfish festival.

“There! There! Catch it, catch it!”

Yerre bawled, so into the game of catching the goldfish on a bobble net. Alda is currently having a hard time focusing on catching the gold fish because of her bawling and startling her with her loud voice saying ‘catch it catch it!’ repeatedly.

“Okay, okay I will, just stay quiet for me Yerre, please…”

Alda begged. She covered her mouth with both hands, blushing, and just realizing what she’s been doing all this time,

Alda saw it and she slightly laughs at her reaction, blushing and embarrassed,

‘How cute’ Alda thought with an admirable feeling towards her.

She stands up and went close to her stroking her hair and disarranging it, making fun of her best friend’s hair. Yerre then jolted her hand away immediately sulking and pouting at her.

“Stop messing my hair and complete the game hmp!” Yerre turned her back on Alda, sulking while she pouts cutely. Alda laughed at her reaction.

“Okay, okay just watch and keep quiet,” Alda requested.

Yerre turned to her then smiled, her eyes shined excitedly and brightly as she nodded like a 5-year-old kid, so certain that her best friend Alda will win a goldfish,

Alda proceeded back to playing the game, after so many hours she finally catches two nutritious and beautiful goldfish. She gives the two gold fish together with the plastic bag to her best friend. Yerre was so happy and amused while Alda is looking at her. She felt so relieved and satisfied seeing Yerre happy for winning the game just now.

*Time skip*

“Alda…I am sorry…” Yerre apologizes, as she slowly closed her eyes and a breath of air left her body while inside the water.

“YERRE! YERRE!!!”

Inhale

Exhale

Gasp

“Young miss?” the old man’s voice sounded desperately calling out for her.

“Hurry! Call Lord Marthen and Madam Rose. Tell them the young miss is awake, Hurry!” The old man instructs the servants to urgently call out and inform their masters.

Sitting up on the bed, Yerre looked at herself on the nearby mirror beside the bed. She saw a whole different but familiar face looking back.

“Sky blue, violet long straight hair, green eyes a-and rosy red lips, p-pale white skin? T-this…this is…is not me! This…”

She couldn’t finish her words because someone barged in with a hasten and anxious look written on both faces.

‘Is Vendia’s parents! Am I inside Vendia’s body? Then this can only mean I’m inside the manhwa that Alda and I read about back in high school!’ She concludes.

Terrified and distracted. I looked at them with an unpleasant feeling.

“Vendia! my baby…” Madam Rose cry out.

“My daughter you’re finally awake” Madam Rose relief

‘Madam rose and lord marthen?’ Yerre shocked. They’re Vendia’s mother and father.

“No… it can’t be…” Yerre lost wondering her eyes through every corner inside the room and back to those unfamiliar people inside the room with lingering thoughts,

‘Wait a minute where is Alda… if I was here she must be here too, yes! Yes, we die together but I don’t think it is possible no! It is possible!’ I thought.

“Ugh…I feel so drained and exhausted I don’t have too much energy yet…” I muttered over the lingering feeling of pain all over my body and head.

“My poor child…” Madam Rose continues to sob, relieved but also concerned for her daughter’s well being. She rose gently stroking my cheeks.

I look at her with a disoriented expression, then slapped her hand off from me in shock.

“Who are yo-…” I asked, losing consciousness.

To be continued…