Crown Prince’s Ex-Boyfriend

How can I survive safely and go back to the original world? 

“Young lady Heather! Young lady Heather!” 

Someone tapped my shoulder, which had been lost in thought for about an hour. 

My partner, what was it? Anyway, it was a baby. Oh, it’s written on the name tag. Callie Hant. 

I think she was a “friend” of Irelyn and a “handmaid”. 

“It’s time to move classes. Let’s move now too.”

While I was deep in thought, the first class seemed to have ended. I woke up from my seat. 

“Hurry up, Young lady! You have to hurry up and go so that you can sit next to the young duke Ortega!” 

Young Duke is the title of ‘Su’ Vin Ortega. 

Well, you are very active in the love of a friend. 

“Young lady, other kids will take the seat!” 

Callie urged me as I was procrastinating. 

I don’t really want to sit next to an empty seat, but it bothers me… 

Phew, I’m going. I raised my heavy body and took the lead over Callie. Then, I opened the door to leave the classroom. 

“Oh my god! What did I just see?” 

I heard a shocking sound behind me. 

“Young lady…, Jus, just now, what did you-”. 

Even Callie couldn’t hide her astonishment, her voice trembling. 

What is it? What’s wrong with you? Let me know too! 

“Why, why? No matter what mistake I made-”

“Ah, no, no, no, no. Look at your hand, Young lady.” 

“Hand?” 

What’s wrong with my hand? I’m just holding a doorknob normally. 

No way. 

“Young lady opened the door herself!”

“……”

“You asked me to do such trivial things, saying that a precious noble like Heathers shouldn’t do it.” 

Is it that everyone is so surprised by the ordinary thing of just opening a door with one’s own hands?

Why they are surprised that I breathe on my own.  

“Young lady, is it true that you were hospitalized at Dr. Saint’s hospital during the vacation?” 

Dr. Saint’s hospital is a mental hospital. 

And the rumors that Callie says are also true. 

When I did things that are as natural as they are now—eating food myself, not cursing people,  Irelyn’s family put me in a mental hospital. 

‘I’m actually from a different world, so I’m bound to be different from the original Irene!’

‘Actually, it’s a lie. I just wanted to play a joke on you!’

When I said that, no one believed me. I was released after my condition was so miserable that I did something evil by overturning my meal.

At that time, Irene’s parents hugged each other and were very happy. 

‘God, thank you so much!’

‘ I can’t believe you gave our Irene back!’ 

‘I guess our Irene finally came to her senses!’

…Aren’t they abnormal parents? 

I can’t believe they’re happy even though I’ve done this kind of evil thing.

Anyway, after that, I tried not to do “normal” behavior in my own way. 

I’m in danger of being put inside the mental hospital by doing something ‘insignificant’.

In the end, is this inevitable?……

“…Why did I have to work so hard to open the door myself with this noble hand?”

“I don’t know… Oh, were you joking around?” 

“As expected, young lady Hant knows me well. But, I would like you to develop a little more sense. If everyone listens to it, the jokes I play are meaningless.”

It’s a sudden excuse but they won’t care because they are young. I tried to appease myself and left the classroom.

But at that moment, there was a gaze I felt behind my back. 

At that moment, I looked back without realizing it because of the goosebumps that flowed down the spine. 

A gaze that shows a clear presence even among many children. 

The calmest and most powerful eyes in the world, the blue eyes of the person created by the artist were looking at me.

“Oh.” 

The sound came out automatically. 

A boy with silver hair that has sunk neatly and blue eyes that are unbelievably deep for a 13-year-old. 

This wood-like structure, where elegance and sharpness coexist, was as if it did not belong to this world.

“Of course.”

Vin Ortega, a child with blue eyes, moved out of the classroom through the back door, not the front door where I was standing. 

“……..”

Strangely cheap silence surrounded the classroom. In it, I thought to myself. 

What do you mean “Of course”?!

Are you disappointed because you thought, “She can’t be doing such a good deed!” just because she’s barely opening the door herself? 

I’m so surprised at barely opening the door myself, but if I do a really good deed, I’ll surely be in a mental hospital. 

That’s really a no.

* * * 

I was the first one to arrive at the next class. This is because everyone was surprised by the incident that I opened the door myself and had been frozen for a while. 

“Hmm… Why didn’t you wait for Young duke Ortega to start working today?”

“…Vin won’t sit next to me. Looking at him today, he seems to be hanging out with his Highness a lot these days.” 

“Oh, right. I think those two got closer.” 

Homosexuality is an extremely rare worldview, so no one would have seen the relationship between Vin and the Crown Prince more than friends yet. 

“Even if it’s not his highness, Vin doesn’t like me sitting next to him.” 

Vin feels a little burdened with Irene. It’s a matter of course.

Who would be happy to see a person who would even commit suicide just to be engaged with him? 

Even though she didn’t know he was burdened, Irelyn chased Vin to death. 

She didn’t even know that it would lead to death in the distant future.

As long as I knew the set future, I had no intention of just going through it. 

“So, I’m not going to bother Vin anymore.”

“…What?” 

An answer that seems unbelievable. This is not from Callie’s mouth. 

It just came out of Vin’s mouth when he opened the door and entered the classroom. 

I opened my mouth heavily. 

“Vin. I have something to say. …Uh.” 

“What is it?” 

Even in a single syllable, I could feel the uncomfortable feeling toward me. Well, I don’t feel so good.

I can’t believe I’m destined to be hated by my favorite character. 

<The Prince’s Lover> was my taste among all BL novels, and among them, Vin was my favorite character. 

Because the character ‘Vin Ortega’ was originally created to reflect my taste.

What is the relationship between me and the artist that has influenced the work to such an extent…?

The writer is my sister.

The taste I used to cry out next to my sister without thinking has been reflected in the novel.

Anyone would have imagined meeting their favorite at least once. I was like that, too. 

Whether my favorite hates me or not, it’s natural that I’m nervous whether I met her in my childhood or not. 

“That… that’s… that… there…”

When I first saw him, I was just curious, but it was the first time I had a ‘conversation’ like this.

There is no way I can speak properly when my heart is about to jump out of my mouth. 

“Jo, jo……”*(1)

“…Are you going to say you like me again?” 

“No! That, th, there.” 

I can’t believe you said that as soon as you heard the word ‘jo’.*(2)

I can curse similar to the letter “jo”. 

Well, how many confessions has he received from Irene?

“If I don’t have anything to say, I’ll just sit there. Far away.”

Vin pointed to the farthest seat where I sat and said that. His eyes wet with boredom seemed to say this. 

‘Same repertoire, I’m tired of it. Please stop.’

In a hurry that Vin would leave like this, I hurriedly shouted with my eyes closed.  

“I, I don’t like you. So!” 

“……”

“…I won’t bother you anymore.” 

“What are you talking about?” 

As expected, Vin thought it was absurd. The frowned eyes were saying that. 

If I think that even his frown is pretty, it’s not normal, right? 

“You seem to be trying to get some attention from me by changing your attitude all of a sudden, but think about what you did before vacation. Don’t you think you’re shameless?”

Huh? What do you mean before vacation? What’s that? There’s no way I would know! 

I wasn’t Irelyn at the time. 

Let’s trace Irelyn’s past, which was mentioned in the passing.