"I-..." he stopped, the words dying in his throat when a sudden lump appeared, not giving him the time to form proper words. His breath hitched, rose orbs trembling and stuck staring at his untouched food, sweat beginning to form underneath his too-long bangs. He... He thought he could do it. And yet he couldn't. Not when he could feel every stare burning onto his person, piercing through his soul like they could see every single fault, picking out his insecurities. The judgmental looks, the sneers, the disappointment. He could feel it, how it caused every hair to stand on edge, his ears ringing until all he could hear was his own heartbeat; wildly thudding inside his ribcage, ready to burst out of his chest. Shooting up from the table, head bowed low, his lips pursed and trembling as shame-filled tears sprung up, he turned and ran away from the dining room. Not sparing anyone a single glance because all he wanted was to breathe- Future villain or not, he couldn't bring himself to act like the original owner of this body. He couldn't. • Han Choyoung had trouble making connections and communicating with others. He felt guilty, even if his loved ones supported him regardless. But after accidentally drowning to his death, he only wished he'd overcome his fear sooner. He didn't expect to wake up as 11-year-old Kazaru Evedane, the neglected 3rd prince-turned-villain from a game he only heard from his noona. Choyoung could handle the identity crisis, he died after all- but to be the neglected prince hated by everyone because he's an illegitimate child? Knowing he had to face characters he didn't know? And just because he struggled to communicate properly while faking amnesia, as he had no prior knowledge of the game- everyone started chasing him! Please leave him alone! • My take on a BL harem isekai but MC's LOOSELY inspired by Shouko Komi from the Anime "Komi Can't Communicate". PS: book cover and artworks by me alone! ON HIATUS FOR NOW

A/N: Had a bout of inspiration; may edit and then republish some time later after finishing writing another story, since I'm more focused on my other book -- [BL] Videre -- at the moment. Nonetheless, cheers to good reading and writing~ I'll brew this story first. I wanted some sweet and fluff in contrast to my other work. Book cover is atrocious btw, I know, lolol. I'll change that when I'm more focused on it. Just ignore like I do. Hehe~ _+_+_ Yu Yan is a curious little thing. Bridal classes? Easy. Archery? Swordsmanship? Martial arts? Horseback riding? Are kidding him? His father is a General! Unfortunately, Yu Yan had to marry the Emperor when his father, the mighty General, had died. With the pernicious palace life suffocating him, he had unexpectedly died before he could successfully run away. Hm? But what's this? It isn't the end? He's not dead yet? God: Hello, transmigrator~ Congratulations for successfully passing the screening of becoming a Heaven's part-timer! You have been chosen among a million of your peers and will be given a chance to reincarnate a different world of your choosing. We guarantee lots of benefits~ Of course, you can also decline and reincarnate back at your old world. Now then, what will you decide? Yu Yan: Can I be a doctor at that new world? God: Of course, of course! Whatever you want, you can be as long as you can protect, monitor, and stimulate the son and daughter of that world~ Yu Yan: Can I retain my memories? God: Anything you want! We can even retain your own body and just insert you into the world's trajectory. Now, please choose which book or world trajectory you want to work on~ Yu Yan after he transmigrated into the book: ....This isn't what I signed up for. Prince Gazef: I'll let you be my private doctor. I'll provide anything and everything you need and want. I'll be your sugar daddy if you want. Yu Yan: ...Alright, I'll stay after all.