Transmigrated as the Side Top used as an Emotional Trash Can

“Pfft, that’s hilarious. This is insane, kekeke.”

“See? They think it’s funny.”

I held the freshly printed rough script and protested to the sunbaes and the person in charge, but none of it had any effect. If anything, the moment I read the lines aloud, the surrounding students became too busy snickering and laughing at whatever they found so amusing.

There was no one on my side here. My future became even clearer. I would have to become a single circus bear and make a spectacle of myself onstage.

Creeeak-.

“Sorry I’m late.”

The main auditorium, which had been filled with laughter, briefly fell silent at someone’s entrance.

I turned around to see who could make such an impactful entrance, only to stop breathing and stare as well.

[Cha Gwonhyeok]

A student wearing an ID card with the name Cha Gwonhyeok around his neck entered the auditorium. He had black hair, stood about a handspan taller than me, and unmistakably had the face of an obsessive main top.

Holy shit, Cha-Mu-Gwon-Hyeok-Tae-Ju-Pil actually appeared.

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They said Cha Gwonhyeok was a transfer student in Class 4.

“Ah, Snow White. He’s in the same year as you.”

“Ah… We’re the same age?”

At the Drama Club sunbae’s introduction, my thoughts became complicated. The original story had never revealed the main top’s age. But because he held the title of Director, I had vaguely assumed he was older than Kim Jihwan. I had been certain they weren’t the same age….

“Isn’t he seriously handsome?”

A student from Class 1-4 stood beside Cha Gwonhyeok as he spoke. I quietly studied Cha Gwonhyeok. Nicely tanned skin, long and sharp eyes, a sculpted, angular, masculine jawline, and a striking nose. Even though he was a high school student, Cha Gwonhyeok already possessed a complete, strongly defined appearance.

His looks were so perfect that they put me on guard. Anyone would say he looked like a top from the cover of a BL novel. A face like the embodiment of testosterone and a lanky height that looked close to 190 centimeters seemed far too extravagant for a mere supporting character.

He seriously looks like he’s going to do something.

“Prince, say hello to the princess.”

The guy beside him spoke teasingly to Cha Gwonhyeok.

No, Cha Gwonhyeok is playing the prince too? And I’m the princess? Is this play really going to be okay….

“Ah…. So this is the princess…?”

Cha Gwonhyeok finally noticed me and spoke. Even his voice was a perfect low pitch. A character inside a novel didn’t need to have such a good voice too.

“His name is Baek Hanrim, and he’s also a first-year! He’s in the Swimming Club.”

Since I couldn’t easily speak because of all the thoughts running through my head, the boys beside me introduced me instead. After hearing that, Cha Gwonhyeok quietly nodded, then met my eyes.

“…Hi.”

Cha Gwonhyeok greeted me with a slight hesitation, trailing off timidly. Because he spoke so uncertainly, he seemed surprisingly gentle compared to his first impression, which startled me a little. I even began feeling sorry for judging him based on his face.

“Gwonhyeok? Nice to meet you. I guess they picked you for your face. I’m Snow White because my surname is Baek.”

I relaxed a little and accepted his greeting with a bright smile. Maybe I had jumped to the conclusion that he was a character from the BL novel simply because he was handsome and tall. He could merely be some outstanding passerby.

If every person like this appeared in the BL novel, the world would be a BL kingdom.

“No? I saw him in the bathroom on his first day after transferring, and the prince was, mmph, mmph-.”

Grab!

Cha Gwonhyeok roughly covered the mouth of the chattering Class 4 student with one hand.

“…There’s a limit to how much I’ll tolerate.”

Cha Gwonhyeok’s eyes gleamed ominously as he threatened him, and I felt the spirit of an obsessive main top. The timid appearance from moments ago vanished without a trace, and he instantly gave off the impression that touching him would bring serious trouble. My hands trembled slightly as I wondered whether he really was the main top.

No, calm down. He might not be the person who builds a narrative with Kim Jihwan at the redevelopment protest site. What if he’s unexpectedly something like a boy from an extremely poor family who supports his entire household?

“Ooh, P*tek Philippe-.”

“Whoa, is that real?”

The watch visible on Cha Gwonhyeok’s wrist radiated an insane amount of wealth. A handsome high school student wearing a watch worth hundreds of millions of won. Between this and the D*cati last time, why were there so many rich people in this neighborhood?

“Gwonhyeok, you don’t happen to have a family business you’re going to inherit or something, right? Haha….”

I asked as naturally as I could while trying to sound him out. But even to my own ears, it sounded so unnatural that I was sweating waterfalls inside.

Please tell me you don’t.

Someone please discipline the BL circuits in my brain.