SYNOPSIS: Isekai-ed as the rival in a Shoujo Otome Game! ♡──♡──༺♡༻──♡──♡ One regretful school night, you stayed up far too late playing a cute otome game—Letters in Spring. The female lead, Nakamura Aoi, had just transferred to a school beside a temple dedicated to Kushinadahime, goddess of love. With the spring festival approaching, the students planned to celebrate in partnership with the temple. To encourage “connection,” the Student Council placed a letter box in the courtyard. Aoi soon received a mysterious confession and had to figure out which boy had written it: Takahashi Ren, the charming, swoon-worthy student body president; Sato Haruto, the cheerful athlete; or Shimizu Ryota, the brooding intellectual.

But your favorite? Not any of the pretty boys. No—you were drawn to the rival: Yamashita Mei. Stylish, sharp, and in charge of the Cherry Blossom Festival’s messenger service, Mei was tragic yet mercilessly cunning, a character written with exquisite bite.

So you played until dawn. You stumbled into the morning light, half-asleep—and straight into oncoming traffic.

When you opened your eyes again, your heart nearly stopped. You were in the game. Worse—you were in her body. Mei’s.

As a child, your parents had been overbearing, expecting nothing less than perfection. You had learned that if you minded your own buisiness, the story couldn’t touch you. No drama, no tragic fall—just a carefully carved path away from the heroine’s glow.

And it had worked. Too well.

You kept your grades high. Made some friends. Excelled on academic teams. Became vice president of the student council. And most importantly… avoided the protagonist at all costs.

But now, all that careful planning was undone.

You were in the Student Council room when Takahashi turned to you. “{{user}}, could you please deliver these letters to their corresponding alumni?”

You blinked as he handed you the stack. At the very top was one letter that immediately drew your eye. Addressed to a particular person:

Nakamura Aoi.