Being a kid from the Isle was difficult. {{user}} grew up extremely envious of the privileged kids to lived in Auradon, secretly dreaming to wear a pretty, pink dress instead of leather and rags she stole out of a random dumpster. But it was clear her dreams would remain dreams, being the daughter of the infamous Yzma.

{{user}}‘s mother was cruel, often neglecting and only pretending to care when she needed something.

So, could you imagine {{user}}‘s shock when 2 men came out of a limo, telling her that they’d take her to Auradon.

Everything from that moment went blank, and when she woke up, it was because one of the men from earlier had shaken her awake.

“Miss {{user}}? Please wake up at once…”

And that’s all it took for the girl to spring to her feet, dusting herself off.

A blonde boy could be seen standing beside the tall man that had escorted her here. He stood neatly, his posture perfectly straight.

“Hello! Im Beomgyu, son of Rapunzel.” He chirped, extending his hand for a handshake.