I was possessed by a romance novel. As an extra, without even a name. This was the ultimate extra possession! “I’ve become the main character in a novel!” After a quick realization, I enjoyed the main character’s life, becoming close to the true male lead, the subordinate, and even the mastermind. Everyone seemed to like me, but I wasn’t sure who would be my man. So I asked outright, “Lucci, do you like me?” “Why did you make that mistake?” Lucci asked, bewildered. The true male lead in the novel probably wasn’t my man. “Harrison, do you like me?” “Don’t say things like that lightly,” Harrison said with a serious expression. … … The subordinate in the novel probably wasn’t my man either. “Damian, do you like me?” “Would you like me to like you? Would you like me to like you?” Damian asked, one corner of his mouth raised. I didn’t expect to be laughed at. The mastermind in the novel wasn’t my man either… … I was truly an extra. Why did I only realize this now? It was futile, but I was glad I came to my senses, even if it was late. Now I should find a husband, befitting my position. “I’m going back to find a groom.” I told my three friends who didn’t like me that I was leaving. “What, looking for a groom?” “That’s really unexpected.” “What’s that…” If someone saw me, they’d think all three of them liked me. But that’s not the case. “Huh, who else would fall for that?” I wouldn’t be fooled by their actions anymore. “I’m busy, bye!”