I transmigrated into the role of a green tea (manipulative) female side character who cross-dresses as a boy just to get close to the male lead. Now, not only do I have to maintain this character, but I also have to "conquer" the heroine, who is also cross-dressing as a boy. So, I'm forced to play both sides. The day my secret was exposed, I trembled in fear. The male lead rubbed my lips fiercely: "You like playing these thrilling games, huh?" "Hmm?" 1 "Come out!" "Explain what was under your butt just now!" As soon as I transmigrated, I heard myself interrogating someone behind a bathroom stall door. My tone wasn't exactly friendly. I immediately covered my mouth. Shit! Why is my mouth running on auto-pilot? While I was panicking, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in my mind: "Congratulations, you have been selected to transmigrate into a book. I am your System." According to the System, the original owner of this body is named Faye Jensen. She is a manipulative "green tea" side character who is obsessed with the male lead, Xavier Thorne, and goes so far as to dress as a boy to get close to him. And the person I currently have blocked in the stall is the heroine of this book, Chloe Stone. In the original novel, after discovering Chloe's true identity today, I started targeting her relentlessly. Terrified she would get involved with Xavier. Little did I know, these actions actually accelerated the romantic development between the male and female leads, and sped up my own demise. Ending in a miserable tragedy. I rubbed my chin for a moment: "So my mission is to successfully conquer the male lead?" Standard transmigration trope, I get it, I get it. The System paused: "You only guessed half right." Half? Which half? Before I could ask, the System volunteered: "Your mission is to maintain your character persona while, still cross-dressing as a boy, successfully conquering the heroine." ? Maintaining the persona is understandable, but conquering the heroine? What the hell? I was silent for a moment: "System, be honest, is your last name 'Absurd'?" "Also, I'm not gay." Sensing my displeasure, the System was considerate and immediately offered a second option: "Then you can die. I'll find someone else." Uh, wait. Is it that casual?! I choked and tried to save myself: "Actually, I've long discovered I'm suited to be a lesbian." "In the past, my moral compass was too high, so I only dared to be gay in secret, trembling with fear that others would find out. But after meeting you, being gay has become a lifestyle, a threshold for making friends, a philosophy of life. Being a lesbian is underrated; it's not just an action, but a mood in mind, a state of being. If someone isn't gay, I feel sorry for them." This time it was the System's turn to choke: "It's not that serious. You just need her affection level for you to reach 100%. You don't have to... actually become a lesbian." I was a little disappointed. What the hell, I just convinced myself. 2 After understanding the situation, I turned my gaze to the present. Chloe still hadn't come out. After thinking for a moment, I ran to the classroom, grabbed my backpack, and passed a sanitary pad from a hidden pocket through the gap in the stall door. Luckily, the original owner had a habit of carrying pads. I softened my voice: "Um, do you need this?" Chloe didn't make a sound, so I kept holding it. After a long time, Chloe moved and whispered a very quiet "Thank you." A voice rang in my mind: Affection +5. The corner of my lips curled up, and I started explaining my behavior just now. "Don't be scared. I was just a little shocked, so I overreacted. Sorry about that." "Don't worry, I won't breathe a word of this to anyone." "I'm leaving now, bye." As my footsteps faded away, the mechanical voice continued: Affection +10. Hehe, the heroine is kinda cute. 3 It was currently break time, and the classroom was a chaotic mess. Some people who saw my actions earlier started gossiping as soon as I returned. I rubbed my eyes, pretending I just woke up: "Nothing, I just thought school was over." Everyone burst into laughter, and I took the opportunity to return to my seat. I ran too fast earlier and didn't get a chance to look at my "male lead" desk mate. It's hard to say if the original owner was smart or stupid. Smart because she cross-dressed to get close to Xavier Thorne. Stupid because by cross-dressing, she became the only "girl" around Xavier who was treated like a bro. I sighed. Hard to judge. Xavier beside me probably heard my sigh. His face, which had been buried on the desk, turned. His bangs were fragmented and messy. He half-opened his eyes, squinting against the sunlight from the window: "Why the sigh?" Even in such a terrible posture, it was hard to hide the boy's handsomeness. I paused. It took a moment to realize that this should be the time when "I" and Xavier had the best relationship. That's why he had the leisure to care about me. I shook my head, indicating it was nothing. Just then, Chloe entered from the front door. Across half the classroom, I spotted her instantly. The girl was truly beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, a pair of clear tea-colored eyes. Her short hair added a touch of handsomeness. My eyes lit up. Worthy of being the heroine. Chloe sensed my gaze and turned her head. Her cheeks flushed, looking like she wanted to say something but stopped. As if worried about what happened earlier. I smiled at her and made an "OK" gesture. That pad became our unspoken secret. "Since when do you know him?" Xavier beside me straightened up at some point, following my gaze to look at Chloe. His expression was intriguing. My alarm bells went off immediately. In terms of charm, I can't compare to Xavier. If Xavier starts interacting with Chloe now, he might steal my baby heroine away in no time. Then wouldn't my mission be doomed? My life is over. Thinking of this, I spoke immediately: "Xavier bro, help me see how to do this problem?" No matter what, I can't let him look at Chloe anymore. Staring at that face for too long, I'm afraid he'll fall in love. Too dangerous. 4 Xavier paused, then shifted his gaze to me. "Asking me?" Right, asking him? Xavier is an out-and-out slacker in the book. I was speechless for a moment, trying to smooth things over: "Who told you to have a scholar's face, bro? You look like you know everything." Hearing this, Xavier couldn't hold back and chuckled. "According to you, if I don't solve this problem, I'm letting my face down?" I nodded, but then quickly shook my head. Not really. You just be handsome. Someone else will handle the studying. I glanced inconspicuously at Chloe. Yup, the only brain in the whole book. But for some reason, Xavier's expression inexplicably turned cold. He reached out and pressed my head toward the problem. With just a glance, he wrote down the answer. ? Wait, he just solved it? This is an extra credit problem. I flipped to the answer key at the back to compare. Identical. I looked at Xavier. He returned to his lazy posture but looked a bit smugger. He raised an eyebrow at me, as if saying: "Well?" I couldn't believe it. After holding it in for a long time, I said: "...Did you peek at the answer?" Otherwise, it's impossible! So I successfully saw Xavier's face turn dark. He sneered and messed up my hair: "Faye, you're really something." I screamed. But this really isn't my fault! This is called OOC (Out Of Character), you know!
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