Five years into my career, people called me pale, skinny, young-looking, and a fake-innocent schemer.
Meanwhile, my stunt double used me as a stepping stone to climb her way up, becoming wildly popular with an occult persona.
On shows, she told fortunes for celebrities, saying she had learned it from her boyfriend.
That boyfriend she kept talking about was the eldest son of a famous Occult Family.
But when she and I ended up on the same paranormal variety show, her talismans suddenly stopped working.
As for me, right in front of an audience of tens of millions, I took down a whole pack of ghosts with my bare hands.
“You want to be my nephew’s wife? Did you get my permission first?”