I Confessed To The Crossdresser

I was reincarnated in a horror novel (1)

“Sa-save me! What the hell is wrong with you? Huh? P-Please.”

【Finiseo】

As his voice echoed like a wave, black fog began to attack the students.
It was a dark and mesmerising colour.
The spreading smoke soon claimed the students’ lives.
A faint scream was swallowed by the still wind.
In the midst of the cold bodies, only Leto Arsene was left staring at the floor with empty eyes.

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It was the moment I first saw Leto after entering the academy that I realised I was reincarnated in a novel.
As soon as I saw his red hair, I knew that he was the male lead in the R19 Horror-Mystery novel “How to Recognise the Murderer”.

‘Oh, I’m screwed.’

He was the second son born from a Duke and his lover.
However, he was abused for being the son of a mistress so he had no choice but to dress up as a woman under his upright and conservative family.
Having suffered from lack of affection due to being abused and neglected by his parents, he decided to commit murder for the first time at the age of 19.

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And now, he is 18 years old.
It was Winter.
His first murder was just over a year away.
Likewise, my life was also in a year.
According to the novel, Leto would kill all of his classmates.

That’s right.
I, Brisse Pierre, was Leto’s roommate and a girl in his class.

‘I can’t ruin my life like this!’

I’ve lived a pretty good life before I found out I was reincarnated.
Though I wasn’t rich, I was born as a daughter of a Baron and was loved by my parents.
To repay the love of such parents, I studied hard and entered Lexley Academy, where I would naturally earn honor and wealth once I graduate.

I thought my life was just starting to bloom…….

“Move.”

Leto said, sharply.
The two of us, who had just enrolled into Lexley Academy, were carrying our luggages.
I stood awkwardly and stared at Leto.
He seemed to be quite upset and did not appear pleased to be my roommate. 

When I first read the book, I honestly felt sorry for Leto.
It was due to his unfortunate history with his family.
How many tears were shed during his childhood as he was struggling to live and trying to be loved.

“What are you looking at?”

Feeling my gaze, Leto looked at me with a frown.
Alright, Leto.
Since it has come to this, I have to try to stop the killings as well.
As I was thinking so, I put my luggage down on the bed, smiled and reached out to Leto.

“Hello, my name is Brisse Pierre.
Feel free to call me Bree.”

Leto swerved his head at my lively greeting.

…Can I do this well?

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And it failed, miserably.
For several days, I followed Leto around and tried to get close to him.
Whenever that happened, Leto would look at me as if he was in a bad mood, and blatantly rejected me. 

“What the hell is wrong with her? She has a pretty face, but her personality is weird.”

“Bree, don’t play with her.
Just play with us, okay?”

My classmates didn’t want me to play with Leto, but I couldn’t help it.

“No, Leah is actually a kind-hearted girl.”

The children looked at me with a look of disbelief and shook their heads.

“Sure, Bree.
You’re just too nice.”

“Don’t try so hard.
You should just give up quickly if you get tired.”

The children cheered and headed to another professor’s classroom to learn the ‘poison trick’.
In our magic major, many children learned how to make poison, raise dragons and learn healing magic, but Leto and I were different.

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We learned dark magic from Professor Hartz, a fierce and feisty professor.
It was a subject that all the students avoided.
I tried to avoid it as well, but in order to become close with Leto, I had no choice but to choose the same subject.

“Leah, let’s go together!”

Leto ignored me as I chased after him.
That didn’t mean I was going to give up.
I sat next to him and waited for the professor to arrive.
At the same time, I asked Leto several questions, to which he ignored and refused to answer. 

‘No, let’s cheer up!’

It’s a little hard, but let’s do our best to live!

Then, a rather tired Professor Hartz, entered with a yawn.
He quickly skimmed over the attendance book and glanced at the five children in the classroom.
Professor Hartz, who closed the attendance book without even calling for attendance, started the class straight away.

‘Wow, that’s so boring!’

In a class that wasn