Reborn As An Extra : I'm gonna mess up everything

In a modest yet spacious bedroom, a girl with pale skin and dark red circles around her eyes slept deeply. As the first morning light poured in through the window, illuminating the room with a soft, golden glow, her eyes fluttered open. With a start, she jumped up, standing on the bed in an offensive stance.

"Who the fuck dared to attack me? Come out!" she shouted, her voice filled with determination and defense. But then she noticed the light streaming in through the window, and her eyes widened in surprise and realization. "Is it morning already?" she muttered under her breath.

She glanced around the room, her gaze sharp and probing, searching for anything out of place. But everything was exactly where it should be. "Strange... Very strange. I have full faith in my senses. Someone really came to my room last night, but why didn't I wake up? Don't tell me it's the work of an awakened person?" she thought, her mind racing.

As she pondered, her right hand's fingers unconsciously touched the fingers of her left hand. She felt a strange, slippery liquid, almost dried but still a little sticky. Her unease deepened, and she brought her fingers up to her face, inspecting them closely.

An uneasy smile spread across Esdeath's face. "Damn... Don't tell me I masturbated while sleeping?" she thought, a mix of embarrassment and disbelief coloring her features. The idea was so absurd and unexpected that she couldn't help but chuckle at herself.

With that puzzled thought, she climbed out of bed and stretched her limbs, feeling the tension ease from her muscles. She yawned, her mind still whirring with the strangeness of the morning. "Well, that's one way to wake up," she mused, shaking her head with a bemused grin.

As she moved about her room, she couldn't shake the odd feeling of being watched. She peeked under the bed, behind the curtains, and even in the closet, half-expecting to find someone hiding. "Alright, whoever you are, you've got me all paranoid now. Show yourself!" she called out playfully, though she was pretty sure she was alone.

She plopped back down on the bed, running her fingers through her hair. "Maybe I'm just losing it," she sighed. But then, a thought struck her, and she looked at her fingers again. "Or maybe I had one hell of a dream," she muttered with a smirk.

Esdeath shook her head, deciding it was best not to dwell too much on the mystery of her sticky fingers. "Time to start the day. Today I'll have to depart for the academy, right?" she declared, feeling a strange mix of amusement and bewilderment.

"Young mistress..." A slow, tentative voice came from the doorway. Esdeath's head turned sharply towards the sound. It was her personal maid, Mary, who appeared both fearful and determined. After all, she had her duties to perform despite her apprehension about Esdeath's temper.

Mary's legs moved quickly, almost as if propelled by an invisible force, and she reached Esdeath's bed, placing a neatly folded pair of clothes on it. "T-this is the uniform of the academy. Everyone is ready outside. Please wear this, and you'll be departing with Marquess's daughter, Claus Clandestine. Well then, b-bye..." Mary stammered out in a rush, her voice trembling. Without giving Esdeath a chance to respond, she hurried out of the room, eager to escape.

With an annoyed look, Esdeath glared at the clothes. It was a white shirt with a tie, a mini skirt, and pairs of bra and panties. Her eyes twitched as she picked up the skirt. "A skirt? Why do I have to wear a skirt, damn it...!" she yelled inwardly. But what could she do? It was the academy's rules, and for now, she didn't have the authority to go against them.

"And here this, bra and panties," she muttered, glaring at them with irritation. Then she sighed heavily, "Sigh... I have no choice, do I?" Whether she liked it or not, she was a girl now and had to wear them. She trudged to her shower room to change, but her mind was elsewhere.