To rebel against my family's arranged marriage, I run away from home.

Six months later, I decide to return to university and continue my studies, only to be told by a professor that Adam Richmond enrolled six months ago.

Not only that, but he and my fiance have apparently become the campus' picture-perfect couple.

I go to confront him, but the woman claiming to be Adam's fiance drives me away.

"You beggar and fraud, how dare you call yourself Mr. Richmond? Besides, I am Erica Wright, the eldest daughter of the Wright family. How could I not recognize my own fianc?"

I stare at the woman before me, unable to hide my doubts.

I've never met her, yet I've always heard that the eldest daughter of the Wright family is supposed to be gentle and poised. Could this proud, overbearing woman really be my fiance?
Chapter 1
"Adam Richmond has already enrolled."
Hearing this, my head went blank, and I blurted out instinctively, "That's impossible!"
I took a moment to compose myself and held out my acceptance letter. "This is my enrollment notice."
The person glanced at it and scoffed. "That letter was sent six months ago. If it were really yours, why would you only show up now?"
A surge of anger churned in my chest as I gripped the acceptance letter tightly.
Looking back, right after my mom passed away, my dad, Arnold Richmond, had been pushing me to enroll at the Elysian Academy of Fine Arts in Valoria and to marry a fiance I had never met.
Of course, I resisted. I had argued with Dad every step of the way, but in the end, his bodyguards forced me onto the plane.
Still, I refused to compromise. Once I landed, I didn't step foot in the school at all. Instead, I spent half a year traveling the world.
Who would have thought that Dad would call so suddenly yesterday? His tone was icy as he said he was coming to see me, and he even threatened that if he couldn't find me, he would break my legs.
Panic set in. I knew I couldn't hide any longer, so I rushed to finalize my enrollment, only to be met with this news.
Since I couldn't finalize my enrollment, I had no choice but to stay in the villa Dad had previously bought for me.
On the way, I kept wondering who could have the audacity to impersonate me and enroll in my place.
When I arrived at the villa, I entered the code, but the screen flashed with a glaring message that read, "Incorrect Password".
I tried several times, but none of them worked.
Suddenly, a voice came from inside, "Who's out there?"
My heart skipped a beat as a sense of dread washed over me.
The door opened, revealing a woman with delicate features.
Then, a man's voice came from inside, tinged with confusion, "Erica, who's that?"
My heart sank at the name. That was my fiance, Erica Wright, whom I had never even met.
From behind her, a tall, slender young man stepped out.
He looked about my age. His face seemed familiar, but I couldn't immediately place where I had seen him.
I froze at the door for a moment, then asked the woman, "Are you Erica Wright? Who is he?"
Erica gave me a cold, scrutinizing look. "This is my fianc, Adam Richmond. Who are you? Why are you here?"
Rage surged through me. He was the one who had impersonated me to enroll and had moved into my house.
Erica froze for a second, then let out a snort of laughter. "You've got some nerve! Everyone knows this is the house Mr. Arnold bought for Adam."
I shouted, "I'm Adam Richmond!"
Erica's gaze swept from my hair down to my worn T-shirt and dusty boots. She shook her head in disgust.
"Adam Richmond is a gifted artist, known for his handsome, refined looks and the kind of presence that turns heads. And you? In that shabby state, how dare you call yourself the heir of the Richmond family? You're nothing but a beggar pretending to be someone else!"

Chapter 2
The fake Adam lifted his brow and attempted a gentlemanly smile. "Since we share the same name, I don't mind helping you out if you're really that broke, but you shouldn't lie."
My fists tightened. I took a few deep breaths, forcing down the anger boiling in my chest before turning to Erica. "Are you sure he's Adam?"
Erica huffed impatiently. "Of course. Now get lost. I've never seen anyone so shameless."
With that, she slammed the door shut.
I stared coldly at the door, pulled out my phone, and opened a forum I often visited.
I found an old thread of mine that had once gone viral and left a simple message.
"I'm back."
The moment it was posted, replies flooded in like a tidal wave.
"Finally! Where have you been for the past half year? You promised to come and challenge us in painting!"
"Seriously! We've waited for years to see you in person. We have to meet you!"
I smirked and typed out my address.
"I'll be home tomorrow. Bring your materials."
I let out a cold laugh, curious to see just how bold that impostor really was.

The next morning, a crowd gathered outside the villa, carrying their art supplies as excitement and anticipation buzzed through the air.
The fake Adam opened the door and froze at the sight of so many people.
Someone in the crowd asked, "Excuse me. Is Adam here? We're here to see him."
"I'm Adam," he said.
Someone in the group shouted excitedly, "Wow, we're finally meeting Maestro Adam in person! Come on, we can't wait to watch you paint!"
"Yeah, Maestro Adam, don't let us come all this way for nothing!"
I had changed into a completely different outfit, covering myself well enough to blend into the crowd.
Voices came from all sides.
"Maestro Adam, we're counting on you to show us your skills today!"
The fake Adam's expression shifted instantly. His face drained of color, and his lips trembled with panic.