At 19, I found myself trapped in the world of a BL comic—a place where the odds of running into someone unhinged were alarmingly high.
“Franz, could you take your clothes off for a moment?”
“Sister? Wait, why are you dressed like that?”
The story had already begun.
Kayla swore she would stand against the cruelty her little brother faced.
“I’ll take [Schuette] instead.”
They were coming soon.
They wouldn’t just destroy our family—they planned to strip my brother of his innocence too.
“I’ll become a knight and uphold our family’s name.”
If I didn’t, I’d die as well.
So I hid my brother away completely. At the official ceremony, everyone agreed I should be given a formal title.
But then things got weird…
“I love you, Kayla Vesta!”
“If anything happened to you, my lady, I—”
“I don’t want to wait any longer.”
Wait a minute… aren’t you guys supposed to be into each other?
Why are you all suddenly fixated on me?!
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