My Secret Wife Is A Top Hacker

I was Z, the world's most lethal hacker. But after I died, I woke up gasping for air in a massive, freezing bathtub.

Memories that didn't belong to me slammed into my brain. I was trapped in the body of Zero Vance, a notorious "trashy young master" of a wealthy family, who was actually a girl hiding in plain sight.

The original owner of this body was a pathetic, lovesick stalker obsessed with an esports god named Maverick Thorne.

She wore ridiculous rainbow hair and cheap makeup, sending him thousands of desperate, unread texts every single day.

When he completely ignored her, she became the ultimate laughingstock.

Bullies at her elite academy spray-painted "freak" on her locker, shoved her around, and her own family looked at her with exhausted disappointment.

Unable to take the endless humiliation and his cold rejection, she swallowed a bottle of pills and slipped into the icy water.

Looking at the ruined, tear-stained reflection in the mirror, physiological disgust washed over me.

Why would anyone throw their life away for an arrogant, frozen block of ice?

I grabbed the grooming scissors and sheared off the neon hair until only a sharp, silver-blonde crop remained.

I deleted his contact, blocked his number, and put on a perfectly tailored black suit.

When the school's head cheerleader pointed a finger at my nose, warning me to stay away from Maverick, I snapped it backward.

"I have zero interest in Maverick Thorne."

I am alive. And as the new Zero, I am going to take everything back.