I'M INSIDE MY NOVEL?! (Transmigration Series 1)

Yeng's Point of View

Ugh. I can't believe that I am here. Yes, I got transmigrated insided my novel. Isn't that fun?

Fun your ass…

As fas as I know, this place belongs to Serafine and the squad. Hmm. Interesting.

Ow, by the way. I didn't introduce myself, how rude of me.

I am Yeng. Just Yeng, no surname. It's actually my nickname. Yeah, yeah. I know. A thirteen year old, nonchalant, cold and distant.

And you read it right. I an Yeng, the author of this story. Actually, I don't know what's happening right now. But just like what I've said, I got transmigrated inside one of my novels and I don't know how I got here. Tss.

Wala akong planong makialam sa mga main characters, kapag kailangan nalang. I need to stay low-key as possible as I can.

It's the day of the opening. Malamang ay papunta na si Serafine sa Allejos University and I am going too. Mage–enroll ako. I want to watch how my story flow.

This is fun.

Just like what the story tells… I enroll myself, of course. Paano ko sila mapapanuod kung hindi ako mageenroll?

As soon as I successfully entered, I immediately go to the headmaster's office para kunin ang mga requirements ko, pagkatapos niyon ay agad ko ng tinungo ang magiging dorm ko, which is the main lead's dorm. How do I get here anyway?

As fas as I remember, nauna sa akin si Serafine. Tatlo lang rin ang kwarto dun, don't tell me the novel change? Imposible. I am the author, I'm sure of that.

Agad nabaling sa akin ang tingin ng tatlong dalaga ng pumasok ako. Ow? They're here.

I look at them one by one. Serafine Klinton Recario, her beauty. She's like an angel, with her golden hair color, blue dazzling eyes, pointy small nose, cupid kissable lips, small jawline. I smirk before looking at the girl beside her. Aisha Loreen Aquartian, this girl. She has the beauty of a super model, with her pink hair and ash gray eyes, thin cupid lips, small jawline. She also has this fierce eyes. Cool… lastly, my favorite. Luna Marriel Allejos, the queen. Her beauty is like a goddess, her black eyes like the shining night, a universe, plus her black hair. I look her aura, too authoritive. Cold, lifeless eyes, just like how I describe.

I smirk. Damn, what a perfection. If you're asking me what I look like? To tell you, my face isn't like how my face in the real world. Maybe, because I look like a doll? Brown hair and gray eyes. See. I hate it! Argggh;

Mas tumangkad din ako. I think, same hate as the queen. Yep, definitely.

Putangina. Nakakagago. How can I avoid every single person here? Takaw atensyon pa man din ang itsura ko. Damn, I hate humans. I admit, I am not friendly. I have friends naman, kaso hindi ko sila masyadong nakakausap. Introvert nga diba. I hate crowds, it's draining my energy. And I'm pissed to those person who can't understand me, us. Introvert persons.

I don't trust, I have friends. But I don't trust. That's also the reason I lack friends and they don't like to talk to me.

"Ah, hi?"

Agad akong nabalik sa ulirat dahil sa kamay na wari'y kumakaway sa akin. Tiningnan ko lang iyon.

It was Aisha. Actually, hindi ko maintindihan kung paano ko siya sinulat. I don't actually focus on her because she will die. Yeah. I'm guilty because of that. But that's what is it. I can change it, well. Maybe I can, but I still won't.

Kung ano ang mangyayari ay dapat na mangyayari, even you try to change it, it will still happen.

I actually can't understand my self too. Like why I write this? Why I often write light story? Is it because I want to experience the things that I can't experience in the real world?

I want to have friends like them, bond with them, laugh with them, even sharing my pains and sorrows.

"You're a transferre here, right."

I nodded at her at hindi na nagsalita. I couldn't bring myself to talk. I'm always like this, kaya minsan nami–misenterpret nila ako e. Hindi naman kasi talaga ako palalasalita, it's just… nevermind.

"Name?"

"Yeng."

That's it. Just Yeng. Kahit nung nagenroll ako, hindi ako nagbigay ng apelyido. Dunno, maybe because I have a lot of characters that have the same surnames as mine. I want to be parted in every of my story, kahit apelyido ko lang na magamit ng mga characters ko. I would be happy.

"Just Yeng?"

"Yes."

Why I am talking them again? I'm just here to watch. Not to mingle in every business they have. Why I even transfer here?… Ahh, yeah right. This school has a highly security system and only student can go out and in freely here.

"Ah. I'm Aisha Loreen Aquartian, this is Luna Marriel Allejos and Serafine Klinton Recario. Nice to meet you, Yeng."

I just nodded… I don't have any plans to talk to them… also I won't interact to them. I'm just here to watch. That's all.

I turn my back at them. I'm not rude. I just don't know how to talk, so instead looking as a stupid, I marched my way to my room.

"Ah," the room is beautiful. This is my first time having a big room since I'm not rich, well not also poor. Just an average person. I eat three time a day, have a comfy bed and not so called home.

Now, having this room makes me think. Me and my brother is sharing in one room, and having a room without sharing to anyone, is kind of… lonely. Wait, I'm lonely since the beginning, so what's my drama?

"Hindi ka ba sasabay sa amin, Yeng?"

I shook my head. I admire her. I completely ignore her but, yet. Agh. Sad to say, I kill her. Why did I even do that? She had a pure soul, so why did I ended up killing her in the novel? Sometimes, I don't understand myself.

I'm guilty for what have I done, and I won't justify my wrongs nor giving an excuse… I know my wrongs.

But to be honest. I am not guilty, why? Because that's how the story should be written. Aisha will die, Serafin will avenge her, along the way, she will lost her memories and completely forgetting the revenge one. I am not guilty, call me heartless. So what? I am really heartless.

It's her destiny to die, no one can stop someone's death, expecially when it is your time.

I lazily lay myself unto the bed. For sure they will call me for dinner. I'm too lazy, but I want to watch them.

Minutes pass and I heard a knock.

"Yeng. Ahm. Dinner?"

I didn't answer her but I get up from my bed. Hindi ko na siya narinig, so I assume na nauna na siya. We're not friends para hintayin pa niya ako.

Nagulat ako sa mukang bumungad sa akin. Damn, what?! I thought wala na siya?!

"Let's go," napailing ako. How naive. Nauna na itong maglakad sa akin kaya sumunod nalang din ako.

"Don't get too attached to me, Aquartian." I warned her while following. She just smile, that make me stop. Aysh. Remind me why I describe her like this.

She's too friendly. And I don't want that, knowing that I kill her. Well, I'm not the reason or the person who will kill her, but the fact that I am the author of this novel. I know to myself that I kill her. Even we say that we're not the person who kill our characters, but the fact that we write their death is something that make us guilty, I mean. Who wouldn't be?

I want to change the story, but I just can't. I'm just here to watch and not to meddle at them.

So please, Aisha. Don't get attached to me. You might hate me for killing you in the future, in the novel...