Steamed_Potato

Opening his eyes in a new world, Rebena Black... Steels himself to avoid any confrontations or meetings with the male lead.

However... his efforts prove to be for naught as he simply.... find himself... bumping into him at nearly every corner.

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"How much further will you run? Shall I break your legs so you can't anymore?"

God! He's a psycho! Why the hell is he chasing me?! Go after the protagonist! 

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Find out how Rebena chooses to defy his role as a love rival for the hand of Aaron and yet be entangled in an even more dramatic twist of fate.

The strings of fate tugs again.

I Will Defy The Author's Will!

"Cain..." I touched his face, craving at least a peck on the cheek when he pulled back.

"Maybe after a shower? It might linger." He pats my head, loosening his grip around my waist as I furrow my brows.

"What will?" I pout, confused by his statement as I took a step back and studied his face.

"The pepper spray. Maybe you should wash up. We can borrow the showers of the swim club. It was basically that guy's girlfriend's fault to begin with." Cain suggested, folding his legs as his hands held onto the edges of the table to support his body.

"But you also hugged me... What's the difference between a small kiss?" I frowned, folding my arms as he chuckled.

"You smell like pepper spray. Made my nose a little itchy. It'll also feel much more comfortable in a different set of clothing." Cain smiles gently, squeezing my shoulder lightly as he gets off the desk and headed for his desk.

Attentiveness... Is Hot...