※ Gif of Anastasius' famous smile on the media.

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Okay, okay. First I need to calm down and assess everything. If I really got transmigrated into that book and they were all calling me Anastasius then I'm really doomed, out of all of the characters that I could've become I ended up being the yandere villain? The villain who will harass the heroine and would eventually get tortured multiple times in front of a crowd, whose entire kingdom would be enslaved by the hero!

Is this real? Based on the book, Anastasius had frizzy silver hair, sickly pale complexion and acts in a strange behavior. His eyes were his only striking feature, having the prettiest cerulean color. Maybe I can check by these features if I really became him? So to find out, I rushed towards the big mirror by the window to look at myself.

Looking at the kid in front of me that imitated my every action, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. I recalled how the author described him in the book, hideous and sickly, but there's not a trace of those two in what I'm seeing right now! Because of that I unconsciously relaxed, because the longer that I look at him, especially seeing those little brows furrow adorably, the more I find him so lovely.

"He's so cute!" I unconsciously cooed. Though if I'm really Anastasius in this world should I practice referring to myself in first person point of view now?

My hair is silver and it stops at my nape, I knew I read a part of the book that explains how the length of hair in this kingdom explains the social status of an individual. The longer the hair, the higher the status. Though that only applies to men, it's usually the amount and type of jewelries when it comes to women.

But sure enough, a royalty should have longer hair than this ... Oh right, the Queen lowered my status. Well, it doesn't really matter I guess. I'm actually more used with short hair, this nape-length hair is quite troublesome and all I want is to just cut it off.

My eyes resembles a cat's and my cheeks are naturally pinkish. My bright cerulean eyes are really captivating. But why does everyone calls me hideous?

"He always wears a long face."

I suddenly remembered what the gossiping lady said earlier, which made me recall some of his parts in the book. Now that I think about it, you would really be reluctant to approach a guy slouched in a dark corner with his head slumped down, his long frizzy hair covering his face while acting in a strange behavior and harassing women (well, the heroine) while not even speaking at all!

Though I don't think I would be labeled like that anymore. I usually never frown in my past life, never slouches, and of course, NEVER would I ever harass anyone. I'm proud to say that my manners are all textbook perfect since I was brought up in an orphanage, and there you would only survive if you acted in an exemplary behavior because otherwise, no one would want to adopt you. And basically because I at least have morals to know that harassing people is wrong.

"Anyway, would Anastasius look cute if he smiled?" With that thought I tried smiling at the mirror.

"Oh no he's really so cute." I cooed once again. I really should stop referring to myself in Third point of view.

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It's been a month since I first arrived here and I started to accept that this world really isn't a dream at all. The nights after I arrived in this world, the memories of Anastasius came flashing in my dreams. He really lived an awfully sad life in the whole nine years of his existence.

Everyone, except the maids and some butlers, resented him because his mother had light magic and it's considered a curse here since every Royalty in this kingdom only possesses dark magic.

It's not like it's a bad thing, actually light magic is even better than dark magic in any aspect, they were probably just jealous of it. I'm not sure whether the King or his younger brother hated him though, they never really visited him so I couldn't see in my dreams if they treated Anastasius badly or not. The Maids said I shouldn't meet the Queen because she hates me, but I don't want to judge a character based on what other people tells me about them, I would be the judge of that.

The old Anastasius hated being alone, he was so lonely since nobody ever talks to him. Because even though the maids and butlers cared for his wellness, they were still too cautious to start a conversation and this eventually lead to a misunderstanding that they hated him as well. Since he was not coronated as the Crown Prince despite being the first son of the King, he was required to go overseas for his studies and to act as a sacrificial "glue" to bond their kingdom with the other kingdoms.

The Queen chose the Lethicia Academy as the school Anastasius will be boarding in, it is placed in the Corielle Kingdom which is one of the farthest kingdom from Clarimière. Because of that, her act was seen as evil by the maids thinking that she intentionally sent Anastasius away from his father and his dear mother's grave to avoid him currying favor and becoming the Crown Prince again; but that was just a rumor to begin with and no one actually knows her reason behind it so again, I don't want to judge.

The academy had a very vast educational system, the school administrators were able to sustain education for every single student no matter what type of magic they possess so if I were to be asked, it's really pretty nice of the Queen to send Anastasius there.

Back to the story, he met the heroine in that school. Being that she was the first person who talked to him casually without any prejudice, and also the only one that had been openly nice to him, his whole yandere personality develops.

But I'm not the old Anastasius now. I'm still Hayato Yuuta and Yuuta doesn't really like plenty attention. All I'm ever good at are hanging out with kids and old people so I'm really enjoying my life right now. Besides, I've gotten really close with the maids and butlers already, I was the first one to break the ice so they didn't need to be cautious anymore.

Also, I'm gay so I don't think I would fall in love with the heroine if I ever meet her in the future, actually I might just fall with the Prince Charming or my handsome personal butler. But the Prince is the one who's bound to kill me and my butler only thinks of me as a child, and even if I'm already mentally 20, our bodies' age gap are too wide that it's actually disturbing to imagine us being together.

"Icarus! I'm going to paint in the garden so you don't need to bring afternoon milk tea anymore." I said with a jolly smile.

"But young master, you need tea and sweets for you to have energy. Please don't use that smile on me again." Icarus said in a somewhat exasperated tone.

Why? What's with my smile?

"Okay okay young master, j-just please, if you pout like that I can't really say no to you." Oh, I didn't noticed I was pouting. Well, that benefits me anyway so whatever.

"Thank you Icarus!"

I hummed as I skipped my way to the garden while clutching my art materials. I've always loved art in my past life but I couldn't afford art supplies, I'm lucky that I was reborn as a wealthy royal child in this life. Everyone who's working here already knows how much I love painting, they always praise me and even calls me an art prodigy which makes me embarrassed, I'm not really proud of my works but I do enjoy making them.

I've already painted the gazebo and the trees and the roses, so now I'm thinking of painting the fountain. I hurriedly ran towards my chosen place but stopped midway as I saw a very beautiful lady sitting on it, I also noticed that she have ladies-in-waiting beside her.

"Perhaps she's a noble visitor?" She looks so pretty, her black silky hair was pulled into an elegant bun and was decorated with golden flower pins, her skin is dark (though not as dark as Icarus') and it looks flawless, her eyes were like a pair of high-grade onyx too. It's been too long since I saw a person with pure black hair and eyes since I was transported here, same goes for dark skin, one of the nuns in our orphanage was from the Philippines, a country in Southeast Asia, so she had a beautiful glowing brown skin just like the lady in front of me too.

"I want to paint her."

With that thought, I plopped on the grass and ignored Icarus' voice that was telling me not to sit on just anywhere that I want. The grass is soft so I really like sitting on it. It seems like old habits really die hard.

I got so immersed with painting that I didn't even notice what was happening around me.

"What are you doing here, Young Master Anastasius?" A reprimanding voice asked me, I looked up and see a lady knight in front of me, behind her I can see the pretty lady and all of her ladies-in-waiting, all looking at my direction.

"Umm...painting, ma'am."

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Author's Note:

Clarimières is pronounced as Klaŕimyer Corielle is pronounced as Koŕyel

- also, here's the pout: