The Amnesiac Villainess Became Everyone’s Darling

After I lost my memory, I forgot that I had once been the villainess. I sent the same apologetic message to all my friends: Sorry, I have amnesia. May I ask who you are…? Four replies arrived almost instantly. My aloof childhood friend, whom I used to torment: Is this some new way of torturing me? I left your food downstairs. Remember to eat. My loyal adoptive brother, whom I used to make life difficult for: Are you still mad at me? I transferred some spending money to your card. I’ll come home tonight and keep you company. The cool-girl heroine, whom I used to pick on: Putting on another act? If you’ve got amnesia, go back to bed. I signed you in for class. Me: “?” Had I been living the life of everyone’s darling all along?