"You must be joking."
A girl's voice rang out from in front of me.
"Why would I ever date someone like you… Marcel?"
I blinked slowly, my vision clearing.
A girl stood in front of me, golden hair cascading down her shoulders, blue ocean eyes locked onto mine.
She was beautiful. Way too beautiful, almost unreal. Like she had been ai generated instead of born.
But the look on her face?
She was purely disgusted. Sharp undisguised disdain pointed directly at me.
"I'm sorry…" I frowned. "What?"
"I said no." Her lips curled slightly. "Try not to embarrass yourself by making me repeat it."
A few snickers echoed throughout the crowd that surrounded us.
"…No?" I repeated. "What do you mean?"
"Why would I ever go out with you?" she
continued, her voice laced with ridicule. "Do you even hear yourself?"
She took a step closer, lowering her voice just enough for it to feel personal.
"Do you know what they call you?"
"Marcel the illegitimate"
My confusion widened.
I don't ever remember asking this girl out, yet here she is,.. rejecting me. And what's far more confusing is the fact that she keeps calling me Marcel.
"…Who's Marcel?" I asked.
"Wow." She let out a short, humorless laugh. "So now you're pretending not to know your own name?"
Murmurs spread through the crowd.
"Did he finally lose it?"
"Guess even he has a limit…"
I looked around.
Dozens of unfamiliar faces stared back at me. Some were laughing while others just whispered amongst each other. Every one wore a uniform. Black, neat, almost noble. I too wore one.
But what took really caught my attention was the huge buildings that towered us. It was all connected like a campus, yet was designed like a palace.
The site was unreal, breath-taking.
My eyes focused in on the large fonts written on one of the banners that decorated the walls. It said Eternal Academy.
That's when I finnaly understood.
'I've been transmigrated.'
I'd seen it in movies, read about it in novels but I'd never thought it would actually happen.
'Eternal Acadamy' was the game Lucy gave. Worst part is that I have no knowledge of this game, only the things Lucy mentioned.
I faced the girl in front of me. It appears I became a character named Marcel and right now I have just gotten rejected in front of everyone.
Even though I know the real me isn't the one getting rejected, I cant shake off the feeling of embarrassment.
This idiot Marcel should have atleast gone for someone within his league or atleast asked her out in private. Why infront of a crowd?
I sighed.
"Whats your name again?" I asked, scratching the back of my neck.
She stared at me like I'd just insulted her existence.
"I'm Adriana van berg, why are you pretending you don't know who I am?"
The tone of her voice in which she said that was so prideful. Like she was part of some big family. Maybe she was. Even her name sounded noble.
"Listen, I have no feeling for you whatsoever, this..was just a dare", I said. "You're not even my type."
I turned and walked away. I could feel the stares piercing my back. The attention alone made my skin crawl.
It's been a while since I've been in situations like these. Even when I was in highschool I made sure to avoid any drama.
Saying that it was a dare was the only way I think of that could get me out of that situation.
I only took a few steps when I heard her voice again.
"Wait." She shouted.
I turned slightly and saw that she was fumming. She wore an angry expression that her face slightly turned red.
"How dare you insult me?"
"Wha..?" I turned fully.
"Not only did you waste my precious time coming out here,... but now you say that I'm not your type?"
Her hand moved to her side.
"I'm everyone's type"
A soft metallic sound was heard. She had drawn out a sword.
"What are you do....
"Shut up!" She interrupted.
She pulled out a handkerchief and threw it to my face.
"Marcel Dravenhart.... I challenge you to a duel"
"What?" I was stunned.
Her eyes was dead serious, no arrogance, just killing intent.
"If you lose, you die"
As soon as she spoke those words, an massive pink translucent screen appeared before me.
[Death route ending: 95>>97%]