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📖 Story Synopsis: I transmigrated and became the villainous male side character. The female lead was just persuading the male lead to go to jail in my place, promising to marry him after he got out. That night, I carried my bicycle to the police station and turned myself in. No kidding—don’t drag me into your legally illiterate nonsense! Seriously, girl, your thinking is dangerous. Do you really want to go to jail that badly? When I woke up, I heard a man and a woman talking outside the door. “Makoto, as long as you take the fall for George and serve five years, I’ll marry you.” A flood of memories surged into my head, and I realized I had transmigrated into a melodramatic, angst-filled romance novel as the villainous supporting male character. I’m George—your typical rich, handsome, elite guy. Childhood friends with the female lead, Willow. I was her dream guy. One night, after getting drunk, I accidentally hit someone with my car. To help me, Willow had the male lead Makoto take the blame and serve a five-year sentence. As a trade, she promised to marry him once he was released. But five years later, the only thing waiting for her was a pile of bones. Grief-stricken, Willow finally realized the one she truly loved was Makoto. Later, at an event, she unexpectedly encountered a man who looked about 70% like Makoto, and that’s when she found out—Makoto had faked his death to escape her. Shocked and furious, Willow also felt a surge of joy she couldn’t bring herself to admit. The two reunited and rekindled their twisted, entangled love story full of unresolved emotions. As for me, I was nothing more than a plot device, the metaphorical stepping stone for their love story. After causing all kinds of chaos, I was finally exposed by the now-awakened female lead—and met a miserable end. I was the ultimate tragic clown.