When Yanna returned, her agent informed her that her contract had been dissolved. Additionally, she received a sum of $10,000 as her fee from the Survival Show.
'A bloodsucking people would offer such a large amount of money? Only a fool would believe that' she thought to herself.
Suddenly, Yanna remembered the orphanage. She became worried because it was something she kept private. While people might know she was an orphan, she didn't want anyone to know which orphanage she came from. She wanted to protect the people she cared about so that no matter how much others hated her, they wouldn't be able to harm those she held dear. She called the Orphanage along the way and is relieved that no one came to them.
After ending the call Yanna checked everything around the house. The house was simple and suitable for one person, but she didn't want to stay and start a new life there. She didn't feel like it was truly her home.
She found a rental house online and immediately move. She glanced back at her old house, called the tenant, and paid her debts before leaving.
By the time she finished unpacking her things, dawn had already arrived. She had brought her belongings, but she planned to use only a few clothes temporarily and give the rest to the kids at the orphanage.
The rental house cost her $100 per month and consisted of one bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. Yanna found it a bit small compare to her villa but good enough for her needs.
She ordered everything she needed online, such as clothes, underwear, ingredients, kitchen tools, a bed, and a sofa. Unlike Earth, where deliveries would take days or weeks, everything could be delivered immediately here, which was convenient.
After changing into comfortable clothes, Yanna heard the doorbell ring and saw her orders being delivered one by one. It was already late at night when she finished organizing everything.
"Geez.. being an Alpha is convenient in times like these. Just think, I can carry a gas stove and a sofa without breaking a sweat, like a superhuman power. Wait. I forgot to order inhibitors," she murmured to herself.
Yanna headed to the kitchen after placing an order. She cooked a tomato and egg fry with rice and enjoyed her meal, but her thoughts soon turned to Vanessa.
"Haa... No, I should stop thinking about her. It's crazy how I ended up liking the female protagonist, but even if I like her I have nothing compared to her. That guy is on the same level as her, and Vanessa ended up falling for him. Should I be happy?... Oh, I forgot to order my drinks, dang!"
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In a dimly lit room, Yanna sat in a wooden chair beside the window, clutching a glass of amber liquid. It was late at night, and silence hung heavily in the air. As the figure raised the glass to their lips, the bittersweet mixture of whiskey and memories filled their mouth.
Outside, the sky was cloaked in darkness, mirroring the deep sadness inside the room. Faint twinkling stars cast a pensive glow on the empty streets below. The moon, a silent witness, shone down on the scene, offering a comforting presence in this forlorn moment.
With each sip, Yanna desperately tried to drown out the memories that weighed heavily on her heart. The clinking of ice cubes against the glass reverberated through her hands. The smooth, fiery liquid burned her throat, offering a temporary distraction from the pain buried within her.
As the night deepened, her mind drifted back to the one they yearned to forget. The sound of her laughter, the warmth she radiated, and the sense of belonging she brought. Tears welled up in Yanna's eyes, but she stubbornly blinked them away, refusing to succumb to overwhelming sadness.
In this quiet sanctuary of sorrow, Yanna found solace and release. Emotions intertwined with the liquor, providing a temporary respite from the persistent ache. Lost in thought, she sat as the night slowly waned, leaving unspoken words behind.
Eventually, as the glass reached its bottom, a sense of relief washed over the weary figure. The weight of the past began to lift, piece by piece, as she gathered the strength. With a weary sigh, Yanna set the glass down, rising to embrace the healing dawn.
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When Yanna woke up, she looked around for Vanessa, only to realize that she was no longer on the Survival Show.
She let herself fall backward onto the bed, hitting it with her hand.
"No, I can't be like this. It's only been one day, and I already miss her. I need to set a goal. I don't have work, and I still don't have a clue about how the world works, aside from gender. Since I can't match Vanessa, all I have to do is earn money and get on the same level as her, "
Yanna got up, had her breakfast, and then took her laptop to gather information. She realized that 'she' also had another online job that no one knew about.
" She's good with computers, just like me. Is this another coincidence?... But no, she's smart but a fool."
Yanna rummaged through the files and found a diary. She read it carefully, and hours passed before she finally took a deep breath.
When Yanna returned, her agent informed her that her contract had been dissolved. Additionally, she received a sum of $10,000 as her fee from the Survival Show.
'A bloodsucking people would offer such a large amount of money? Only a fool would believe that' she thought to herself.
Suddenly, Yanna remembered the orphanage. She became worried because it was something she kept private. While people might know she was an orphan, she didn't want anyone to know which orphanage she came from. She wanted to protect the people she cared about so that no matter how much others hated her, they wouldn't be able to harm those she held dear. She called the Orphanage along the way and is relieved that no one came to them.
After ending the call Yanna checked everything around the house. The house was simple and suitable for one person, but she didn't want to stay and start a new life there. She didn't feel like it was truly her home.
She found a rental house online and immediately move. She glanced back at her old house, called the tenant, and paid her debts before leaving.
By the time she finished unpacking her things, dawn had already arrived. She had brought her belongings, but she planned to use only a few clothes temporarily and give the rest to the kids at the orphanage.
The rental house cost her $100 per month and consisted of one bedroom, a bathroom, a kitchen, and a living room. Yanna found it a bit small compare to her villa but good enough for her needs.
She ordered everything she needed online, such as clothes, underwear, ingredients, kitchen tools, a bed, and a sofa. Unlike Earth, where deliveries would take days or weeks, everything could be delivered immediately here, which was convenient.
After changing into comfortable clothes, Yanna heard the doorbell ring and saw her orders being delivered one by one. It was already late at night when she finished organizing everything.
"Geez.. being an Alpha is convenient in times like these. Just think, I can carry a gas stove and a sofa without breaking a sweat, like a superhuman power. Wait. I forgot to order inhibitors," she murmured to herself.
Yanna headed to the kitchen after placing an order. She cooked a tomato and egg fry with rice and enjoyed her meal, but her thoughts soon turned to Vanessa.
"Haa... No, I should stop thinking about her. It's crazy how I ended up liking the female protagonist, but even if I like her I have nothing compared to her. That guy is on the same level as her, and Vanessa ended up falling for him. Should I be happy?... Oh, I forgot to order my drinks, dang!"
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In a dimly lit room, Yanna sat in a wooden chair beside the window, clutching a glass of amber liquid. It was late at night, and silence hung heavily in the air. As the figure raised the glass to their lips, the bittersweet mixture of whiskey and memories filled their mouth.
Outside, the sky was cloaked in darkness, mirroring the deep sadness inside the room. Faint twinkling stars cast a pensive glow on the empty streets below. The moon, a silent witness, shone down on the scene, offering a comforting presence in this forlorn moment.
With each sip, Yanna desperately tried to drown out the memories that weighed heavily on her heart. The clinking of ice cubes against the glass reverberated through her hands. The smooth, fiery liquid burned her throat, offering a temporary distraction from the pain buried within her.
As the night deepened, her mind drifted back to the one they yearned to forget. The sound of her laughter, the warmth she radiated, and the sense of belonging she brought. Tears welled up in Yanna's eyes, but she stubbornly blinked them away, refusing to succumb to overwhelming sadness.
In this quiet sanctuary of sorrow, Yanna found solace and release. Emotions intertwined with the liquor, providing a temporary respite from the persistent ache. Lost in thought, she sat as the night slowly waned, leaving unspoken words behind.
Eventually, as the glass reached its bottom, a sense of relief washed over the weary figure. The weight of the past began to lift, piece by piece, as she gathered the strength. With a weary sigh, Yanna set the glass down, rising to embrace the healing dawn.
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When Yanna woke up, she looked around for Vanessa, only to realize that she was no longer on the Survival Show.
She let herself fall backward onto the bed, hitting it with her hand.
"No, I can't be like this. It's only been one day, and I already miss her. I need to set a goal. I don't have work, and I still don't have a clue about how the world works, aside from gender. Since I can't match Vanessa, all I have to do is earn money and get on the same level as her, "
Yanna got up, had her breakfast, and then took her laptop to gather information. She realized that 'she' also had another online job that no one knew about.
" She's good with computers, just like me. Is this another coincidence?... But no, she's smart but a fool."
Yanna rummaged through the files and found a diary. She read it carefully, and hours passed before she finally took a deep breath.
