My Years as the Villainess

The gentle male god I had a secret crush on changed overnight. He said I was the vicious supporting female character in a book, called me cruel and heartless, and said evil deeds always meet with retribution. He rallied all our classmates to shun me, used my photos to make short videos, forced my head down and slammed it against the floor, and deliberately caused me to get hurt at the sports meet. I asked him through my tears what it would take for him to leave me alone. He sneered and replied, “Leave you alone? Not unless I get out of this instance.”