Cinderella Wasn't Me Manga Novels & Stories

"If you want to sleep without learning frills, you can use my room Kirey, you fall asleep with saliva already flooding the paper. Uh-huh, how disgusting you are right now!" Harry is Kirey's cousin, a final-year girl currently going through her tough times. Kirey looked at the completely wet paper in front of her, she wanted to scream and curse at Harry who was in front of her. But seeing some sharp and intimidating gazes around her, Kirey gave up her intention. She immediately grabbed a tissue and took out her cell phone. And sure enough, her face was even flooded with the slimy water with that unpleasant smell by now. Kirey even almost threw up when she smelled the smell from his hand which

“Man, you’re totally dead!” He was about to be punched by Stephen, but he quickly ran away. Next, the guy who was sleeping earlier approached me. “I’m Oliver, the shuriken magnet.” He yawned before casually going back and sitting on the sofa. Huh? Shuriken what? The girl who was playing chess earlier approached me, jumping up and down. “Hello! I’m Ryza! The chain queen!” She winked at me. I smiled at her. She looks so cheerful and bubbly. “Hello!”

He is a man who is enough to make my blood boil, and above that, he thinks his being in power can control other people's lives, especially girls like me who feel completely out of the box by being here. He went away to his group. I gathered my strength to focus on drinking lemonade when I felt a tap against my shoulder again. There was a man, of course, what was I expecting, a fairy, to give me a magical wand so I could make this boring place into something interesting. Everyone would do what they love to do, not to please another person. Or maybe I want a magical wand like Cinderella to change my life. However, I am not looking for a price charming like she got.

No one had ever called me that before. I wasn’t, obviously. And that was even more demeaning. The righteous anger I tried to dredge up wouldn’t quite materialize, though. “You’re Cinderella in this scenario, princess. If I’m the rich one. You’re the one with the bags full of new clothes.” I finally cleared the last row of trash cans and made it into the more open space of the mall proper, and Dimitri fell into step beside me. A glance up at him showed me a crooked grin and gleaming eyes.

Majori’s POV: I… am not dead? With great effort, I lifted my eyelids, feeling exhaustion deep to the bone. The first thing I saw was a high ceiling covered in old European motifs. The gilded patterns had faded with time, forming roses and winding grapevines that intertwined like a frozen garden suspended in the air. At the center hung a massive crystal chandelier, its glass droplets scattering faint light across the ceiling cold, yet exquisitely beautiful. This… was the room Vincent had given me when I first came to the Silverfang Pack.

She didn’t even have to speak for me to know this was all her doing. How is this happening to me? I thought bitterly. She stole everything — my bracelet which should have symbolized my identity, my peace, and now I am cleaning the floor she walks on. ‘What could be more than this?’ I thought to myself. “Should we start calling her Cinderella?” someone shouted, laughter rising. “Cinderella at least got a prince,” another voice chimed in. “I heard she tried to put out for Liam Vuitton, and he won’t touch her with a ten-foot pole now!”

When I finally returned to my room, exhaustion settled into my bones. I ate something light, showered, changed into my nightgown, and collapsed onto the bed. My phone buzzed softly as I scrolled, half-distracted. Then I stopped. A video thumbnail froze my thumb. Me. Younger. Small. I tapped it. The screen filled with a little girl in a pink princess costume, crown crooked, smiling too hard. “That was the day,” I whispered. The orphanage hall smelled like detergent and hope. I remembered twirling, holding my skirt out.

“When you're done, see yourself inside. The maids will come get your bags.” The hell! My cold hands covered my face in shame and anger as I crashed to the ground. I don't know why I even accepted such a deal in the first place? I can't even have my peace of mind anymore… one thing is certain, he'll drive me crazy soon and definitely, I'll maul him. In my dilemma, a warm hand brushed against my shoulder. My eyes shone brightly as I jerked my head sharply and rose to my feet. A beautiful looking Cinderella faced girl stood before me, her glowing eyes beaming with joy as she helped me back up.

Clide said making me shiver in frustration. Mera holds my hand as she sits back on her chair that Clide fixed for her. I look at her then I smile bitterly, this is why I have doubts about my Cinderella-like life here. But I am not Cinderella who will wait for a prince to save me or just look at the floor as they bully and insult me. I will have to show them another side of me, I’ll show them that they have hit a thicker wall that can give them back the pain but more pain.