I was an only child.
This meant I was the main character in my family.
So, I thought I could be the main character even outside.
Even in high school, I used to think like that.
It was after going to college that I realized I was just an extra.
I had always been drawn to the world of acting, and so I took a chance and threw all of my energy into chasing my dream.
"Wow, you’re definitely getting the lead role."
"You're good at acting."
As a young actor, I was praised for my talent. But as I delved deeper into the craft, I encountered formidable peers and rivals who outperformed me on stage. To add insult to injury, many of them were also more conventionally attractive than I was.
As I lived my life as an extra like that, one day at a time, I woke up and found myself in a novel.
"Hey, look over there. It's that trash."
"Wow... I heard he’s still stuck at 1st Circle. I'd die from embarrassment if that was me."
The trash of a count family. Also, an extra.
And he was even brutally killed by the main character of the novel.
"This is driving me crazy."
Even in this other world, I had no time to despair over being an extra. The most important thing was to keep living, whether I was the main character or not.
However…
"This… isn’t bad."
The life of a crazy extra was pretty good.
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