She Yan Yan, a socially anxious artist, transmigrates into a book set in the 1970s and becomes a supporting female character whose only role is to hype up the heroine, praising her as though she were a flower even when she falls down.
Faced with a start like this, the socially anxious expert She Yan Yan says, “Whatever. Time will take care of it.”
I’m slacking off. I’m slacking off. Nobody can stop me.
“Right, right, everything you say is right.”
“Not right?”
“No problem. I don’t want to talk to you, so don’t go on and on at me.”
“What? The original heroine figured out who I was on my third day here?!”
“What? My childhood sweetheart sent word to my family, and they’re coming?”
Uh...
Have I been found out?
Whatever. It doesn’t matter.
Let it all burn~
(This story has a male lead.)
Content warning:
The heroine is meant to be socially anxious. She won’t start off slaughtering everyone in her path. Her personality changes gradually, so please don’t complain if that bothers you.
The author types quickly, so there may be typos. If you spot any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments. I’ll correct them as soon as I see them~
Hope you all like it, thank you๑•́₃•̀๑
Hope it's not a trap! 🥺