Kira_L

Everyone has friends in their lives, right?

They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits.

Ahem!

Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I.

I was friends with author of web novel.

Yeah, was.

A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author.

Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me.

But that wasn’t the worst part.

The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. 

A character who is supposed to die in the prologue.

[Your body is dying!]

[You don’t have much time left.]

[The creator of this world is mocking you.]

F#ck you, Author.

F#ck this novel.

I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp!

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[WSA2025 ENTRY!]

Additional tags:

# Academy # Alternate World
# Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love
# Possession # Romantic Subplot
# Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere


[Author Note:- I don't need any castle or spacecraft, etc. i think it's waste of money sending those big gifts. So save your money and just read if you like the novel.]

The Academy's Doomed Side Character

"I still don't get it. Why the hell are we in this piece of junk?!"

Ethan's voice bounced off the cramped steel walls, full of that signature mix of disbelief and irritation he carried like a second weapon.

Kai didn't even bother turning around.

"Because this piece of junk is the safest way into Velcrest Academy," he snapped, fists tightening around the edge of the navigation console. "We've been over this, Ethan. Three times."

"Yeah, and it still doesn't make sense," Ethan muttered, leaning back against a rusty pipe that groaned in protest. "You're telling me this—what is this, a century-old submarine?—is our big infiltration plan?"

Kai took a deep breath, trying to hold back the urge to throttle him.

Ambush Failed [1]