My name is Eli Greyson, I'm a seven year old kid living with a single dad. One day before going to school I had a strange dream that seemed familiar but also not. It was like a reminder of what was really going on around here. In my dream I was a college junior writing an assignment for a literature class at a nearby coffee shop. What seemed to be my friend, suddenly approaches my table and takes a bite out of scone before sitting down.
"Hey dude, so how was that manga I lent you?" He asked me with this smug look on his face.
"Personally I found the premise unrealistic and the main character as dry as sand." He points his head out to me hoping for a "but" except he seemed so pretentious about it I was more inclined to punch him in the face. I gave in and said my but's about the manga. I took the manga out of my backpack and set it on the table. "Blessed Romance". Yeah it's as cheesy as the title sounds
"But for some reason I just couldn't put it down, you happy. I liked it."
"Haah!! I knew you would. So did you finish it?"
"I did." I said as I was packing my things. "I mean the ending was so obvious. Of course she would end up with the first one notice. Not that I really mind it that much but still."
"Ok yes but that's not what's appealing to the harem genre. It's so you can make fanfic and fangirl out about your otp. Just because you know the end result doesn't mean you have to stop reading."
"Funny, I think I was the one who told you that the last time I spoiled something and you went on a hissy fit." I finish packing my things and walk to my next class which coincidentally was also my only class with Winn in it.
"It was a mystery novel, okay so not the same thing. You can't compare romance and a murder mystery that would be like comparing apple pie to mac and cheese."
"Great now I'm hungry. You wanna stop by that food truck and get a quick bite before American Lit.? As I step outside from the coffee shop I suddenly get tackled by the football team and hit my head on the pavement. Then I get pushed into oncoming traffic and get hit by a bus full of elderly people. Next thing I knew I was awake in my bed.
"Well that was a weird dream." I crawled out of bed and went into the kitchen and turned on the TV. As I was making breakfast for myself, I noticed that a familiar looking face was on the screen. He wasn't someone I necessarily knew, he just looked familiar.
"And he's done it again folks. Musical and magic prodigy Aston Izumi has won the prestigious international young artists competition for the second time at only 8 years old ." That name and face sounded oddly familiar when put next to each other. That dream I had, what was that one manga called, "Blessed Romance"? That Aston guy kind of looks like a younger-
Suddenly my brain was going off at a billion miles per hour. Millions of memories began flooding inside my brain until I realized that the dream that I had wasn't a dream, IT WAS MY PAST LIFE!?!?!
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs in disbelief. Luckily no one was at my house to hear me.
"Hey kid, SHUT UP IT'S 6 IN THE MORNING!!!" Unfortunately we were also living in an apartment complex and my walls were unusually thin.
"Sorry thought I saw a cockroach on the floor Mr. Stinski!!"
Alright calm down me, calm down. I died, in the most in flattering way possible. What was my life an 8 pm drama? Either way I died that's not the issue. The issue is that I died and got reborn into an anime universe.
"Hey wait a minute just because I got reborn doesn't mean that I'm some sort of main character in this world. I mean come on what are the odds of that happening right?" As I said that I noticed that on my table there was a letter addressed to Elizabeth Greyson with the word congrats on it. If I remember correctly the setting of that game was at a prestigious private arts academy in town. Lilia Academy, an institution to teach students on how to use their magic in creative and artistic ways instead of just for fighting or pure research. The place were that letter was sent from was Lilia Academy....
"Ok that's just a-" then like as if god or the universe was just making fun of me I suddenly remember who the main heroine of "Blessed Romance" was. That heroine I called as dry as sand, her name was Elizabeth Greyson, aka Eli aka ME!!!!! The image of the heroine in that story suddenly came to me. Her gentlE features were suddenly engraved in my memory. Her pale skin as white as snow, eyes that gleamed a gentle blue color reminiscent of the sky, and her most defining feature, her long pink colored hair that flowed down her back. I ran to the bathroom to see whether or not if I had the same feature and sure enough, pale skin, blue eyes, and effervescent pink hair. I WAS THE HEROINE?!?!?!
Now you might be thinking, well if your the main heroine then you already know how this story ends right? Happily ever after with Prince Aston. Which you're right but this is a Cinderella story. I'll be subjected to humiliation and ridicule for half of my life. I don't even want to be the wife or girlfriend of some snobby rich guy. I wanted to live a peaceful life not bombarded by paparazzi and news bloggers trying to bring me down every chance that they got. And as if that wasn't enough, in my past life I was a guy and in this world I was reborn as a little girl.....