In my previous life, I did everything I could to win the heroine’s heart, exhausting my wealth and every trick I had. In the end, I lost both the girl and my fortune.
Only after I died did I discover that I was nothing but a cannon-fodder male supporting character in a book, destined to be a stepping stone for the male and female leads’ romance.
Given another chance, I went on strike.
Whoever wants to play the supporting male lead can take the job.
