I Became the Academy’s Pink Airhead

The sound of waves rolled in through the cloudy sky.

Swoosh—

"..." "..."

The waves that had reached our feet receded again, leaving behind only foam as they returned to the blurry horizon.

As a few more waves came and went, Frida-sunbae smiled once more and spoke.

"This isn't 'my' world. Since Selma and Nina also came from the same place as me... this strange place must be Clara's world, right?" "..." "At first, I didn't even realize anything was strange... But then, as I was drawing flowers, I noticed that they looked different from the ones I knew. The more I observed, the more things I noticed that were different from what I knew." "..." "And then... at some point, I figured it out."

True to her keen observational skills, she seemed to have recognized the sense of unease that came from being in a world she didn't belong to.

'I was fumbling around awkwardly. Perhaps it's because 'his' soul still lingers in my heart.'

Is that why I created this dream in the form of modern Korea?

Out of longing for my past life?

'No...'

Rather...

'As Clara,' I pretended not to notice, wanting to stay with my sunbaes.

"..."

I had felt the unease countless times already.

This place was the world of the selfish and weak man, 'Kang Jinsu.' A world divided by irretrievable oblivion and death.@@novelbin@@

"..."

The lovely girl 'Clara' lives in the academy city.

There's no way the three sunbaes could live in the same house as me. There's no way student life in this world could be so free. This world doesn't allow people to live doing only what they want.

• "Like the flower that bloomed when you and I met..."