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Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all.

No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions.

NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST!

Emilin: [Who am I even?]

DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?]

LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.]

OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!]

BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.]

HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.]

BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

I really don't know what got into me. But by the time I snapped out of it, I could well and go dig a hole for myself to jump into.

I was so embarrassed I could just actually go jump in a hole and bury myself into it, though I'm pretty sure my facial paralysis didn't change. At least that aspect was quite reliable at times like these.

Even so, I didn't practice for this!

I mean how the heck was I supposed to practice for this anyways? It wasn't as if I was some all-knowing god okay?

I discretely moved my hands away from the guy's face, well, just how discrete can you really be when everyone's gaze is on your back anyway?

Let's just say that I was being as discrete as I could be.

"I'm sorry, I won't disturb you any longer."

I cleared my voice before I did the 45-degree bow that I had practiced to hide my face that probably said 'Can someone just punch me already?'

Photoshoot Pt IV: (Where is she?)