ShinSungmi

"You are really cute when you act impulsively."

"You mentioned to me on how being loved by you is harmful, but what if I want to get harmed really badly? Please love me, Moon Jiwoo."

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When the villainous Moon Jiwoo had a foolish death, she was provided with a second chance to live in the body of Shin Daerin. However, there was a catch to it. She was required to protect Oh Sookyung— the current prince to the Underworld.


From the very beginning, Jiwoo's personality did not go along with Sookyung's. She hated how the man always made fun of her and brought trouble to her. Many times, she even wanted to strangle him. He was insufferable!

However, after many clashes between both of them, she found him to be more bearable than before and started to think of him as someone pleasant. She took him to be a little brother of hers.

But what if he did not have same feelings as she had towards him?

What if he wanted to pursue after her?

Will love bloom between two who were not meant to be together?

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FOR THE ROMANCE PART, IT IS ADVISABLE TO SKIP TO SECOND VOLUME. MORE INFORMATION ON THE AUXILIARY CHAPTER 'READ BEFORE STARTING', SO PLEASE READ THAT! THANKS! 

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Transmigration: The Narcissistic Cinderella

Moon Jiwoo leaned down beside the lake and stared at her reflection at the water. Her hair was a mess, and dust particles could be seen on her face.

Extending her hand at the lake, she cupped up some water with her hands and splashed some of that on her face. As the cool water hit her face, she felt refreshed.

She continued to splash herself with water, and she did not know what it felt so addicting to her. After a while, she stopped doing so, and removing her hair tie, she tried to fix her hair.

She then mumbled, "At this rate, you are going to turn to look like an Old Woman! No, that can't happen. You need to take better care of yourself. You will be single forever if you get ugly."

As Moon Jiwoo turned her head to the left, the small pebbles fell in her line of sight, and extending her hand towards it, she picked up some pieces of it.

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