Stuck In My Drama Fantasy

The moon cast silver ripples over the stream, its surface smooth—unlike the storm raging inside Ginny. Her chest burned, her throat tightened, and despite her best efforts, the tears came anyway. "You wouldn’t understand!" she snapped, her voice raw, strained. Behind her, Seung Woo stood unmoved, arms crossed, his gaze cold. "I don’t need to." His words cut through the night like steel. She spun on her heel, fury flashing in her eyes. "God, you’re insufferable!" A muscle in his jaw twitched, but he remained silent. Ginny let out a humorless chuckle, wrapping her arms around herself. "Of course, you wouldn’t say anything. What do you care? My life was never perfect, but now… now it’s ruined. It’s not even mine anymore." Finally, he spoke, voice quieter, yet firm. "Perfection is an illusion. No life is ever truly yours. We all answer to something." She scoffed. "And that’s supposed to make me feel better?" He exhaled sharply, stepping closer. "You think I have it any better? That I don’t wake up every day wondering if I’ll make it through the next? We’re all prisoners in our own way, Jin So-Hee." She stiffened. There it was again—her stolen name, a reminder of the cage she now lived in. "You don’t get it," she murmured, shaking her head. "You belong here. I don’t." Seung Woo’s eyes darkened. "Then stop acting like a lost cause and start surviving." His words struck something deep within her. Ginny bit her lip, blinking fast to hold back another wave of emotion. "Easy for you to say," she whispered. "You weren’t ripped out of your world and thrown into someone else’s tragedy." For the first time, his gaze softened. He took another step closer, close enough that she could feel the warmth of him. "No. But if this is your tragedy, then rewrite it." Her breath hitched. His hand barely grazed hers, a fleeting touch, grounding her. "But," he added, voice barely above a whisper, "the time I’ve spent with you… it’s the only thing in this world that has ever felt real." Ginny’s heart skipped. Her mouth opened, then closed. 'Shit.' She turned away, pressing a hand to her chest as if that would calm the erratic rhythm of her pulse. "What the hell am I supposed to do with that.. information?" she muttered. --- Genevieve lolly Sanchez was just another woman caught in the monotony of modern life—until she woke up in the body of Jin So-Hee, the infamous villainess of a brutal, war-torn dynasty. Her fate? Death at the hands of a powerful warrior with a heart of ice. But Ginny isn’t about to let history—or whatever twisted force brought her here—decide her future. In a world where blades speak louder than words and alliances are as fragile as glass, she must navigate palace intrigue, deadly assassins, and one maddeningly handsome protector who seems just as determined to push her away as he is to keep her alive. The rules of this world demand her submission. Ginny? She plans to rewrite them. Even if it means playing the villainess to survive.