What if Marina had known what her attempt to write fantasy would lead to?
Once, I was jealous of the heroines of novels and dreamed of being in their place. Let’s be honest—I shouldn’t have been jealous. Although maybe everything would have been different if I were the heroine of some other book— not my own, which was still unfinished.
Now, to get back home, I’ll have to finish the story from the inside. Deal with the mysterious disappearances of students at a magical academy, make a closed-off handsome guy fall for me, and at the same time not ruin my studies. The task is not simple, but with God’s help, I can manage it.
Only the God who pulled me into this isn’t in a hurry to help...