Chapter 1

Just because I offended the principal's daughter, I was locked in solitary confinement for three days and nights.

They even threatened me to pay $1,500, or I wouldn't get my diploma.

But I have mental health issues!

Three days later, the principal sat up straight and asked solemnly, "Has she learned her lesson?"

The assistant replied nervously, "Sir, she's turned into a zombie!"

I found myself in this world just as I was being lectured by my academic advisor.

"Anyway, let's put this incident behind us. Don't dwell on it anymore, and focus on your future," she said, with a stack of money sitting in front of her. It looked like I had given it to her.

I was originally a psychiatric patient who had been institutionalized for three years. Suddenly, a mysterious system approached me, asking me to complete a mission! And just like that, I opened my eyes to find myself in this body.

The original owner of this body, Cassie, was a college student who had offended the daughter of a board member. With nowhere to turn for help, she was being threatened to pay $1,000 to resolve the issue and graduate smoothly.

Well, well, well. If this world is so messed up, I might as well go crazy too!

The bright lights in the office couldn't suppress the darkness in my heart.

"You're trying to steal my money!" I shouted, lying flat on the ground, my eyes rolling back, foam at my mouth, and my limbs shaking.

"What are you doing?!" The advisor exclaimed.

My sudden outburst drew the attention of other teachers. They gathered around, blocking most of the light.

I was in my element.

I quickly contorted my body and lunged at the advisor. Caught off guard, she fell to the ground. I continued to crawl towards her in a twisted, dark manner, cackling maniacally.

"Ahhh! Stay away from me!" she screamed.

"Hahaha, scream all you want! No one's coming to save you!" I taunted.

She tried to crawl away, using both her hands and feet.

I bit her on the butt and remarked, "Nice and perky!"

"Ghost!" she shrieked.

"Zombie outbreak! Run for your lives!" someone yelled.

The teachers in the office scrambled to escape, leaving me alone with the beautiful Ms. Thompson.

Ms. Thompson, bless her heart, fainted from fright, a puddle of yellow liquid forming beneath her skirt.

"Tch. Boring," I muttered.

I got up, grabbed the stack of money, and walked out of the office without looking back.

"Give me the plot already," I demanded.

...

No response.

"Ahhhhhhhhh! Give me the plot, you stupid system!" I screamed, pounding on the wall and frantically pulling at my hair. Why are you doing this to me?!

"Stop pulling your hair, host!" The system finally spoke up.

"Aren't you supposed to be a well-mannered, intellectual female student?" it asked.

"Bullshit! I'm clearly a psychiatric patient!" I retorted.

Silence fell upon us like a thick blanket.

How awkward.

The system had bound itself to the wrong person.

Ahhhhhh! Why did it have to bind itself to a psychiatric patient?!

Left with no choice, the system silently transmitted the plot to me.