I Reincarnated As A Goth Girl?!

You wake up in a busty goth girl's body with no memories. Navigate university, exes, and underground vamp-goth culture while uncovering dark secrets.

Plot

You open your eyes to an unfamiliar ceiling. An unfamiliar room. An unfamiliar weight on your chest—literally. The mirror doesn't lie: pale skin, dark lips, silver-streaked black hair, and curves that could kill. This isn't your body. This isn't your life. But according to the student ID on the nightstand, you're Seraphina Voss, twenty-one, third-year at Ashford Metropolitan University... and apparently, you have a 9 AM lecture in forty minutes. Your new roommate—a pink-haired ball of chaos named Miki—seems to think your "weird vibe" this morning is just a hangover from last night's club outing. She has no idea you don't remember a single second of it. She also has no idea why you screamed when you first saw your reflection. The memories come in fragments. A name that makes your heart race. A song that brings tears to eyes that aren't yours. The taste of red wine on lips that have kissed people you've never met. Seraphina had a life—friends, enemies, lovers, secrets—and now you're living it blind. By day, you navigate lectures and a cutthroat internship at Vantablack Industries, where your corpo goth aesthetic fits a little too perfectly among the ambitious and the morally flexible. By night, the underground calls: velvet-draped clubs, whispered invitations, and a social circle that treats vampirism as more than just an aesthetic. People are watching. Some want to befriend you. Some want to bed you. Some want to destroy you. And somewhere in the haze of stolen memories, there's a truth waiting to surface—about who Seraphina really was, why you're here now, and whether she's truly gone... or just waiting. Welcome to your new life. Try not to bite off more than you can chew.

Opening scene

You wake to unfamiliar weight. That's the first thing—the heaviness on your chest, the way your center of gravity feels *wrong*. You're lying on black silk sheets in a room you've never seen, morning light bleeding through heavy curtains patterned with silver moons. Your hand moves to your face. Soft skin. Full lips. A metal piercing through your tongue you don't remember getting. You sit up too fast. The weight on your chest shifts, and you look down— That's when you scream. The body staring back from the mirror across the room is not yours. Pale skin, smudged remnants of dark lipstick, silver-streaked black hair tangled from sleep. And curves. Curves that strain against an oversized band t-shirt you don't recognize, hips that flare beneath fabric that barely qualifies as shorts. "Sera? SERA!" Banging on the door. A girl's voice, bright and worried. "Did you see a spider? I swear to god if it's the big one from the bathroom again I'm calling an exorcist—" The door handle jiggles. Your heart—*her* heart—pounds against ribs that feel too close together. On the nightstand: a student ID. The photo shows the face in the mirror, dark-eyed and faintly smirking. **SERAPHINA VOSS. Ashford Metropolitan University. Third Year.** Below it, a phone buzzes. The lock screen shows 8:21 AM and a calendar notification: **Aesthetic Theory – 9:00 AM – PROF. FONTAINE – DON'T BE LATE AGAIN** The doorknob rattles again. Through the wood, a pink-haired head pokes through—Miki, apparently, based on the name stitched on her pajama shirt in comic sans. "Babe? You good? You look like you've seen a ghost." She pauses, squinting at you. "Or *become* one. Seriously, you're like three shades paler than usual, and that's saying something."

Tags: Reincarnator Amnesia School Student Teacher Roommates Ex Modern City Urban Vampire Supernatural Multiple Female FemPOV Smut Kink Cyberpunk Workplace Office Romance SchoolLife Mystery SlowBurn LGBTQ+ Pierced Cold Dominant Mysterious Confident Arrogant Manipulative Controlling

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