Set in a vague world based on otome games, your mission, as the antagonist, is to make the protagonist happy. You and your posse of stereotypical good looking love interests must overcome crappy character designs and cliche storytelling, while simul...
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Author's note: After writing for a while, my style has drastically changed and I believe this story is dire need for more fitting opening. I completely rewrote this and chapter 2.
Please comment if there are any grammar mistakes, ways I can improve, questions, or reactions. I really do love reading comments.
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When [Name] first accepted her job, she thought being the antagonist would have some perks: meeting interesting protagonists, becoming part of a complex storyline, and more. She had always admired those 'three-dimensional' villains who purposely drove the narrative in a compelling way.
Now, imagine [Name]'s face when her first protagonist, Honey vonTwizzler, was a whimsical Mary Sue. It was the purest form of disappointment— the type only a parent would understand. [Name] nearly cried when she found out the girl's only flaw was that she was 'too kind.' She actually started sobbing when the script said her role was the "ultra-popular-rich-girl-who-is-also-a-bully."
Bad writing was not her aesthetic.
Random job openings for antagonists-in-training were extremely rare, so when she heard the rumor of one actually opening, the antagonist-wannabe was quick to snatch it.
To [Name], her lifelong dream was finally going to be fulfilled when she gripped the gold-lined pen in her shaking hands. Adrenaline pumped into every crevice as the black ink seeped into the white parchment. Her eyes were purely focused on the signature line, completely glancing over the sketchy words that filled the page.
That was her first mistake.
With only her dreams leading her to the future, she waltzed into her first mission with a foolishly optimistic mindset. Wonderous battles, witty lines, and quality writing. There was going to be action! Drama! And, possibly ... romance? She was going to gain the love and support of so many fans!
That was her second mistake.
The cruel reality was antagonists almost always received the short end of the stick. First case scenario: the nasty mark on her cheek...
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"Damn, this is going to bruise," [Name] complained to her funky fresh coworker, Leo, as she walked back home. She gingerly poked the red handprint, wincing as a sharp pain abruptly swept across the swollen skin. "Honey's followers really be wildin."
Leo, who was feeling anything but funky or fresh, just impassively stared at her. However, the millions of lipstick marks said everything: Leo was a love interest, and he, too, was resigned to his detested fate.
Tall like a 6'2" tree. Hair black like the soul of a 2010 Wattpad MyChemicalRomance fangirl. Eyes the color of a freshly produced eggplant. A refreshing monotonous voice. Leo was handsome yet devilishly hot— cold yet alluring. He was the embodiment of the 'billion-dollar-CEO' and 'suave-student-body-president' mixed together; a fact made apparent by the fake glasses clipped carelessly in the pocket of his blazer
