When the Villain Becomes Cute

The scent of freshly polished wood and expensive cologne hung heavy in the air of the elite classroom. Shen Yu, now inhabiting the body of the novel's detestable villain, Zhao Rui, gripped the edge of his sleek desk, his hands trembling.

"No. No, no, no," he whispered, the words barely audible. "This is bad. This is really bad."

The memories of Zhao Rui's painful, humiliating death in 'The Fateful Encounter' flooded his mind. If he followed the plot, he was doomed. But if he didn't, what then?

Just as panic threatened to consume him, the classroom door slid open. A hush fell over the room as a tall figure entered, moving with an effortless grace that seemed to make the air around him hum.

Lu Zhixuan. The male lead. His eventual killer.

Their eyes met, and a flicker of recognition passed through Lu Zhixuan's gaze before it turned cold. His jaw tightened. "Zhao Rui," he said, his deep voice sending a chill down Shen Yu's spine. "What are you plotting this time?"

Shen Yu gulped, his mind racing. He had to keep up appearances. Forcing a smirk, he flipped his hair back with exaggerated arrogance. "Hmph! Just you wait, Lu Zhixuan! I'll definitely make Bai Xue mine!"

For a moment, silence. Then, Lu Zhixuan raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement flickering in his dark eyes. "Oh?" he said, his lips curving slightly. "I'd like to see you try."

Shen Yu's stomach dropped. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. This was going to be much harder than he thought.