Chapter 1She Framed Me to Steal My Boyfriend Not Knowing I Could See the Plot

The words appeared in the air right as the new girl started her introduction.

Bright white, shimmering like a glitch in my vision, like subtitles for a movie I was suddenly trapped inside.

【Here we go. The female lead falls for the male lead at first sight. She’s going to chase him relentlessly, even though he already has a girlfriend.】

【He’ll go from annoyed to completely captivated by her! God, I can’t wait for this to start!】

【Look, they just made eye contact!】

And then, as if on cue, the transfer student, Lila Jensen, finished her "hi, my name is" and walked straight toward my desk.

“Excuse me,” she said, her voice a little too sweet. “Can I sit here?”

Beside me, my boyfriend, Liam, let out an annoyed scoff. “Who the hell do you think you are, asking to sit next to me?”

The subtitles exploded in a frenzy.

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【Ugh, the male lead is so harsh! I can’t wait until he’s hopelessly in love, begging for forgiveness and apologizing for this very moment!】

【Seriously, this side-piece has no self-awareness. Just get up and give her the seat. Maybe Liam will spare you later if you do!】

The information flooded my brain, delivered by this bizarre, impossible feed. I was the villain in a romance novel. The "evil girlfriend." The childhood friend.

The story was simple: Lila, the heroine, falls for Liam at first sight. I, consumed by jealousy, try to sabotage her at every turn, framing her, humiliating her, until I become a twisted, unrecognizable version of myself.

My descent into wickedness would, of course, make Liam despise me. He’d finally see Lila for the tenacious, pure-hearted girl she was and fall for her instead.

To make his new love happy, he would systematically destroy me and my family, pushing us to the brink until we had nothing left, culminating in a family suicide by jumping off a bridge.

I frowned, the phantom words leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. As Liam’s insult landed, Lila’s eyes immediately welled with tears. Her body swayed as if she’d been struck, and a wave of whispers washed over the classroom.

I stood up, shrugging. “Whatever. You want the seat? It’s yours.”

He’s just a boy. A boy whose heart, according to my new paranormal ticker tape, was destined to change anyway. Why should I care? Besides, Liam was the one who’d chased me.

Lila stared at me, her expression a perfect mask of disbelief. But Liam grabbed my wrist, his eyes shooting daggers at her.

“Get lost,” he snapped. “You’re ruining my day.”

Lila’s face went pale, a picture of delicate heartbreak. She looked at Liam, her voice trembling. “I-I just thought… you seemed familiar. I’m new here, I don’t know anyone, so…” Then, as if pumping herself up, she added, “And I’m a really good student. I was first in my class at my old school. I could help you with your work!”

Liam let out a short, brutal laugh. “First in your class? Paige is first in our class. You think you’re qualified to tutor me?”

In the end, she didn’t get the seat. Lila walked to the only empty desk, the one by the trash cans in the back corner of the room.