When I woke up, I became the vicious female supporting character in a campus novel.
Looking at the colorful hair and arrogant earrings in the mirror, I fell silent.
According to the plot, three days later I will be thrown into the fountain by the school bully for bullying the female protagonist.
I turned around and walked to the barber shop: "Boss, dye it black and straighten it."
The head teacher looked at the monthly exam report card and held the podium: "First from the bottom, you..."
I raised Wusan: "Teacher, there are three solutions to this question. Do you want me to go on stage and write it?"
The whole school was waiting for the school boss to punish me as a "traitor".
It wasn't until the sports meeting, when I ran the five thousand meters carrying the class flag, that I turned around and said to the stunned hero: "Brother, come on! You are only one and a half times faster than me."
Later, the male protagonist blocked me in the stairwell, the tips of my ears were red: "Can you... Stop imitating me?"
I took out my error book and asked sincerely: "Then please tell me first, why can't I use L'Obita in the third step of this derivative question?"
