After Tearing up the Script, the Male Protagonist Went Crazy

In my previous life, I was a vicious female supporting character who was personally driven to death by the male protagonist. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the starting point of the story, that fateful rainy night. This time, I chose to save his biggest enemy. He asked me why with red eyes. I smiled and wiped the blood from my fingertips: "Because your tears give me more pleasure than his blood."