Perhaps it’s because Cinderella exists only in fairy tales, and princes belong only in storybooks.
Fang barely has time to survive, let alone care about anyone else. Juggling university, part-time jobs, and selling flower garlands at busy intersections, she’s already exhausted enough without God deciding to dump another burden into her life: Liz, a beautiful amnesiac who insists she’s lost her memory and constantly mutters, "I do not approve."
She doesn’t approve of anything.
A fussy, impossible roommate with expensive tastes and no common sense, Liz is the last person Fang wants under her roof. If not for one unavoidable reason, she’d have thrown her out long ago.
Whatever kind of life Liz came from, she can forget about living comfortably now.
Because Fang is many things... but kind enough to spoil a delusional girl who thinks she’s some country’s crown princess? Absolutely not.