I Became the Villainess Fiancée Who Dies Tragically in a Fanfiction About 5T5

The moment I realized I'd become Gojo Satoru's fiancee, two things came to mind. Yes! I'm Gojo Satoru's fiancee! But I'm about to die!!! ** I found myself inside a Jujutsu Kaisen fanfic, as Gojo Satoru's disposable fiancee, destined to die horribly at the hands of a cursed spirit. That's how it was supposed to go, anyway. This wildly OOC Gojo Satoru fell in love at first sight with the female lead, who had just transferred to his school, and was determined to break off the engagement. The afternoon after he told me he wanted to call off the wedding, his fiancee would die horribly in front of him at the hands of a cursed spirit. I followed the plot, eager to die early and get back home. But Gojo Satoru saved me at the last possible second, despite my complete lack of will to survive. Me: ??? Hello? Where's my death scene? It didn't take long to realize that the Gojo Satoru in this fanfic was absurdly crazy and seriously unwell. #Should I tell him I like the Gojo from the original story?# #Shoko was right, breaking off the engagement is the safest option# Gojo Satoru's family arranged his engagement to a girl when he was young. They were childhood friends, deeply in love, and only marriage stood between them. Then one day, an unknown consciousness began to invade him. In the end, he killed the fiancee he loved most. Also known as: Gojo Satoru Starts with Max Affection A few things to know: 1: The story is in third person. The heroine transmigrates into a fanfic, not the original work. 2: The heroine isn't invincible. Her CP is Gojo Satoru. A sweet little romance with everyday moments, no love triangle, plenty of melodramatic romance, and lots of cuddly couple moments. 3: OOC characters ahead. This is my take on fanfic Gojo: crazy and unwell, with an unstable mental state early on. 4: The heroine and the original female lead are close friends. The original female lead's CP is Geto. Please don't read if that's not for you. 5: My writing isn't great, and I'm letting loose. I don't accept writing advice. If the story isn't working for you, please stop reading. I'll delete comments that make me uncomfortable. 6: This is an expanded short story by the same author. See my short story collection for details. 7: The cover character design was created by my friend Lu Qi. Completed short novels: The Cursed King Wants Me to Confess I Got the Bad Ending Script, but My Exes Won't Leave Me Alone Coming soon: A Bad Ending for the Cursed King. Click through to my author page for details, and please add it to your collection~ My name is Chenghai Qiansen. One day, out of pure passion, I took a job writing the script for an otome game project. On the first day Jujutsu x Romance went live, I got savaged for making Sukuna's route far too bleak. But it was fine. Just imagining them getting mad at me, furious because they couldn't do anything about it, nearly made me burst out laughing. With that gleeful, troublemaking mindset, I fell asleep and woke up inside the game I'd written. Me: Seriously? What a lousy trope. I don't believe it. [Route locked. Exiting is unavailable.] [Rest assured, players cannot die during the main story. As long as your body remains, you can revive as many times as necessary.] [Tip: Once your target's affection reaches the maximum, you can return to the real world immediately.] From then on, all I wanted was to get home and make money, but I was forced to pursue the Cursed King. I had no feelings for him whatsoever. Seriously, who would fall for a vile menace like him? Getting home was all that mattered. After countless hardships and more deaths than I could count, I was finally about to max out the big guy's affection! But... [Affection: 98%] I stared at the value that had been stuck for who knew how long and fell into thought. System: You're almost home. Keep thinking of something, like creating a romance he'll never forget. Me: Got it. So I immediately staged a spectacularly tragic bad ending right in front of the Cursed King. ※※※※ The plan worked perfectly. At the very last moment, I maxed out the big guy's affection. But I failed to get the HE the system required, so it gave me a small punishment: I went back to 2018. Still, it was fine. I didn't care. Until... Someone kicked the apartment door open. I stared at that familiar face, and a very familiar string of profanity almost slipped out. Me: Shit. Sukuna smiled cruelly, his expression twisted.