SOS! I’m Being Forced to Be a Villain - Chapter 41

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Episode 41

“…What are you doing here?”

That’s what I wanted to ask.

I shut my mouth that had been gaping stupidly. Instead, I frantically looked toward the stairs I had just climbed. I was worried that I might see Kwon Tae-min’s black hair or Seo Jung-hoo’s brown hair following me up.

Fortunately, not even a single strand of hair was visible. It seemed like the situation I was worried about wouldn’t happen.

It was a relief for now, but I couldn’t just stay like this forever. If those damn BL novel main characters ended up in the same place by mistake, not only Lee Chung-hye but also me, playing the villain role, would obviously be manipulated by force.

Without hesitating any longer, I grabbed Lee Chung-hye’s wrist.

“Get up.”

“What? If you need a seat, look somewhere else.”

I scowled at the ridiculous response.

“Do I look like I’m trying to steal your seat?”

“Aren’t you?”

“Damn, what exactly do you think I am?”

I forgot about pulling Lee Chung-hye and snapped irritably. His appearance of looking me over with a steady gaze seemed exactly like he was asking back, ‘Do I need to explain that in words?’

I flinched. In contrast, the hand gripping Lee Chung-hye’s sleeve trembled with enough force to convulse.

I knew very well what kind of person I was and how terrible I looked.

But so what! What am I supposed to do about it!

“Just get up already!”

I raised my voice angrily, then belatedly looked around. After confirming that no one was giving us sharp looks, I let out a sigh of relief and pulled Lee Chung-hye along again.

Lee Chung-hye, who had been grumbling about his clothes stretching, reluctantly got up. I led him to a secluded corner inside the bookstore, leaving the book he was reading carelessly behind.

A shadowy space with no people greeted us. It was a dim area between bookshelves lined with relatively unpopular books. After nervously looking around, I soon turned around and stared at Lee Chung-hye.

“Now tell me properly. What exactly are you doing here?”

“Isn’t that what I asked first?”

“I was going to ask too!”

I shouted quietly in a hushed voice. Then Lee Chung-hye narrowed his eyes as if he was seeing all kinds of ridiculous things.

“I came to the bookstore to look at books, what else would I come for? What, did you think I was following you?”

My mouth that was about to argue lost its words and gaped. Soon I avoided his eyes, and Lee Chung-hye frowned even more.

“Do you think I’m that idle? I’m busy enough just thinking about my hyung…”

…Hyung?

I mulled over that word distastefully.

‘Did Lee Chung-hye have an older brother?’

Probably not?

“So you. What did you come to the bookstore for?”

Lee Chung-hye’s voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts. When I refocused my blurred vision, I saw him leaning against the bookshelf with his arms crossed.

His attitude was so calm, without any sign of being cautious or anxious to deflect. Seeing him so confident, my doubts about the ‘hyung’ he mentioned flew away.

Well, it’s not like I was close enough to Lee Chung-hye to know all about his family relationships.

I quickly erased the thought and opened my mouth.

“You said it yourself earlier, didn’t you? I came to the bookstore to look at books, what else would I come for.”

“That story doesn’t apply to you though.”

“What the hell…”

I forced myself to swallow the curse. Of course, it wasn’t because I had suddenly developed the will to fix my crude speech habits.

I already had a history of grabbing Lee Chung-hye by the collar and shaking him, and I would probably cause all sorts of incidents in the future due to the System’s power. Naturally, my debt to Lee Chung-hye would increase, so I thought it would be better to behave as nicely as possible in free situations like this.

Nicely…

“Ah, did you need a pot holder and come to buy one?”

“You bastard.”

I glared at Lee Chung-hye with sharp eyes.

“Do you think I wanted to come to a place like this? I wanted to lie at home and roll around all day too!”

“A place like this?”

I was expressing my dissatisfaction when I bit my lips tightly. Lee Chung-hye raised his hand to cover his mouth as if looking at someone who had committed some grave sin. This made his pitiful, drooping eyes stand out even more.

“Did you just call the Knowledge Library where dreams and youth grow ‘a place like this’?”

I closed my eyes tightly and opened them to suppress my anger, to endure the deep rumbling roar that had risen to my throat.

I clenched my hand that had been left hanging in the air into a fist. Lee Chung-hye’s collar in the corner of my vision, specifically the area near his throat, seemed to sparkle as if tempting me, ‘Come grab me!’

Seo Jung-hoo and Kwon Tae-min weren’t here. In other words, wanting to grab the collar in front of me and shake Lee Chung-hye was purely my own will.

Lee Chung-hye, who had been staring at me fidgeting alone, bloomed a bright smile.

“Why? Are you dying to hit me? Hm?”

“…”

“Baek-hwa, isn’t it because you have such a violent nature that the System uses you?”

I wanted to throw Lee Chung-hye far away if I could, as he whispered pretending to be affectionate. I buried my face in my palms with a slapping sound.

‘He doesn’t even know I saved him!’

I even helped him avoid the situation in case he ran into Seo Jung-hoo or Kwon Tae-min and started acting cute and coquettish, which wouldn’t suit him at all!

I lowered my hands and slowly raised my head. When I glared with sharp eyes, Lee Chung-hye snorted as if looking at a ridiculous puppy.

It was absurd. Just as I was about to channel all the anger from my core and pour it out on Lee Chung-hye.

A hand suddenly appeared without warning and tapped my shoulder. I turned around in surprise to see two hesitant girls. One of them withdrew the hand that had called me and smiled shyly.

“I really don’t usually make requests like this…”

Before the main point came after the familiar opening, Lee Chung-hye stepped forward on behalf of me who was stunned.

“We’re high school students.”

The girl who had been blushing and trailing off blinked, then responded as if she had been waiting.

“Ah, we’re high school students too!”

“…Ah.”

“We’re students from Seongwun Girls’ High School.”

Looking at the girl whose eyes curved into crescents, I just gaped without being able to say anything. I couldn’t understand the situation I was in or the conversation happening right in front of me.

‘…Don’t tell me right now.’

Well, for me,

‘Am I getting hit on?’

This situation itself was a first.

Getting hit on. Also known as getting someone’s number. The act of someone who feels attracted to a stranger of the opposite sex trying to get their contact information to build a relationship.

But I had never even received expressions of interest from the opposite sex, let alone getting hit on.

It wasn’t a problem with my appearance. I was well aware that I had quite good looks. I looked at myself in the mirror every morning, so I couldn’t not know.

But unfortunately, I had quite a few problems internally.

Like my damn personality and speech habits, my sharp eyes and harsh expressions that I’d raise even if someone accidentally bumped into me.

This was also why I spent high school alone without any real friends.

At Seolam High School, ‘Yu Baek-hwa’ was a famous figure in itself. Obviously not in a positive way but in a negative way.

In the first place, what would be the reason that only I get persecuted and cursed at in the ‘Yu Baek-hwa and three enemies’ story that any Seolam High School student would know?

Don’t get close to Yu Baek-hwa. Don’t even make eye contact with Yu Baek-hwa. If you make a mistake, you’ll suffer from Yu Baek-hwa’s tantrums and anger.

This was no different from the ‘Yu Baek-hwa ghost story’ that had already become established truth at Seolam High School.

So naturally, neither friends nor romantic interests would approach me. I wasn’t someone who could gain benefits or feel interest from building relationships, but was closer to a fierce beast wandering the streets.

It wasn’t just in high school. It was the same in elementary school when I was just starting to learn curse words, and in middle school when I was going astray and isolating myself.

But, to someone like me…

“If it’s okay with you, could we get your number?”

I couldn’t immediately take the phone that was suddenly offered to me and just gaped.

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