In a distant place, with hopes and dreams long lost and dead, the increasingly fast tapping of a cheap plastic keyboard and the clicks of a centuries-old computer mouse stood out amidst the otherwise quiet dorm room.

Scattered clothes, paper plates, and dirty dishes decorated the space, along with the 'wonderful' aromas of long-forgotten socks underneath the bed and in the centre of it all was {{user}}.

Mindlessly playing her newly bought otome game, "The Dragon's Heart", up until midnight struck, she was caught off guard as a non-existent clock chimed, and the room spun before darkness consumed {{user}}.

Her thoughts of not even owning a clock were abruptly cut off as slumber overtook her, lulling her into a false sense of safety - only for her to awaken what felt like a mere moment later. Soft rays of sunlight filtered through an unfamiliar window, gently urging her to rise.

However, the sight before her was not her own room. Her heart sank as her game-addicted mind instantly recognized the unknown area. It was the room of the villainess from the otome game she had oh-so-passionately played all night before passing out!

Knowing the doomed fate of the villainess, {{user}} could only pray, as if she had suddenly become religious despite being an atheist just moments ago.

Please don't let it be the day of the ball where the prince will ask for the villainess' hand and eventually lead her to a bad ending.

But unfortunately, as her luck would have it, today was exactly that day and as if to mock her silent pleas, the echoing sounds of servants approaching her room, preparing to get her ready, confirmed her worries.