I'm not the bullied girl who ends up dating the kingka because she's nice inside. I'm not the average girl who gets in an arranged marriage and lives happily ever after with the husband that was so cold to her. I'm not the girl with the school rags to riches story and suddenly her crush is practically bowing before her. I wish I was one of the above. But I'm not. Do you know who I am? I'm the antagonist of the happy story. I'm the villain in the movie.