Summary
I possessed the body of a disposable extra—used and discarded by the young male leads as they tried to win the original heroine’s attention.
Worse still, I became a girl who had already been used once and left to take the blame alone, now locked away in the disciplinary room. Because of that, my reputation among the orphanage children had completely hit rock bottom.
“You’re a bad Lopez!”
“Bleh! No one would ever want to be partners with Lopez!”
“Waaah! I don’t want to sit with Lopez!”
Rumored to be a wicked child who bullied the original heroine, no one wanted anything to do with me.
I was completely alone.
Even so, I stayed strong.
Whether I was doused with water, tripped and fell, or had my bread soaked into a soggy mess—it didn’t bother me much. Though I had a child’s body, my mind was that of an adult, so their antics only seemed childish and almost cute.
‘They’re just kids. How much can they really do?’
I didn’t think much of it…
“Hey, wear these slippers.”
“I had some bread left.”
The male leads began looking at me with pity.
And as if that wasn’t enough, a boy from my class…
“How should I feed you? Like this?”
…carefully lifted food to my mouth and fed me.
…Strange. Was there ever a character like this in the original novel?
