Romance

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.]