1. I Just An Extra

Maybe, The Academy life wasn't written in the novel that I entered. But the strong reason why my favorite male character had been so difficult in life began at this time. Erzan Alberio was a male lead who looked like an extra. He has so much hardship, and it makes me frustrated.

I'd be happier if he was a fortunate villain even though he would have died after that. The pain of death has happened only once. But, the suffering of what happens steadily is too heavy to bear.

Erzan was a protagonist who I loved although I hated his suffering already. Why did I read a novel about him? I was a picky reader who likes complicated stories. So, my taste was the problem. I surely regret it now.

'Blind Love for Lady Katarina' is the title of the novel I entered. Already, all can guess the female protagonist is in this world. Katarina Orwen was a heiress of an elite hotel who doesn't have trust and always has a bad judgment of My Erzan as long as her misconception and her imagination.

Katarina, herself has a poor fate. She was an orphan. But, not long after, her grandmother passed away. Her hotel will go bankrupt. Even if I sympathize with her, I still don't like her actions every time she hates Erzan and thinks that he is a bad person. Remember how much Erzan is suffering because of her. My heart immediately fell into the freeze. Indeed I haven't been pure-heart since the first. I am not an angel or a saint.

And the reality, in the world where Erzan lives, I am here. Although so annoying and surprising, I didn't have a right to interfere with the plot of the story. Even though we are in the same academy, I was busy with my studies. Loved my parents and my friends around me. 

At the beginning, really at the beginning, I guess my life wouldn't meet him forever. Till I witnessed how defenseless he was in front of my eyes.

How mad. When I was searching the fresh air at night with my sleeping dress. I see a student beaten without avenge and then fainted.

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Reluctantly, I approached Erzan who was sprawled on the ground in the garden near the girl's dormitory. The closer I got, the more restless my heart became. I pushed him over and checked his condition. His face has marks from being punched. But other than that, he is fine.

Is it impossible for blood to come out of someone's mouth with just one punch?

"Are you okay, Young Master?" I asked him formally. Ready to maintain boundaries for any reason. Just in case I unbuttoned his shirt. It doesn't mean I was a pervert, I just want to know how bad his condition is in other places.

"You have too many bruises," I muttered, unconsciously furrowing my brows. Not only bruised but bleeding too. He looks like he's been tortured. "You need to be treated."

Looks like he's faint. I needed someone to help him who was injured. I have to get help as soon as possible too. But before I left, Erzan unexpectedly caught my wrist.

"D-don't go."

I turned my head. I saw that the person who asked me was looking at him with a pitiful and helpless look. Oh, handsome. I felt like I was going to be sucked in by his black eyes which implied loneliness and fragility.

Why? You are the main male protagonist who was able to endure everything for the sake of Katarina whom you love.

"Please, please, no one should know that my condition is like this!" continued Erzan. His voice was weak and trembling.

Unlucky. I already knew he was hurt. Then what should I do if I already know?

I bowed my body. In this life, it's rare to get my butt on the ground. But the male protagonist, who is handsome and has a pitiful face, succeeds in making me do that. I deliberately put my head close to his face.

"Young Master, you're currently injured and I'm the only person who is with you right now. Let me know if you have any good ideas other than asking not to call for help. How many shouldn't know? Could it be that you want me to hide you in my room?"

He didn't answer. Was it possible that he wanted me to completely hide him there? I couldn't control my feeling of discomfort. My forehead furrowed. Think very seriously.

He's still Erzan, a character who I liked. "Hold on even if I carried you recklessly and roughly," I said.

I awakened his body with all my might. Do it slowly. Tonight was so quiet that there was no sign of anyone other than us. Maybe they were bribed to let Erzan sprawl till his death.

Erzan's condition was serious. He continued to wince in pain. I heard his voice that suffered so much that it made me unable to calm down.

In the hallway leading to my room, I tried to cheer him up.

"Just hang on a little longer. I'll put you on the bed. Don't make too much noise. I'll be in trouble if I'm caught carrying a man."

Tried to not let him fall because that could be troublesome. First, his body was heavy. Second, he was weak. And third, it will dispose of time. Don't let someone catch us red-handed before we can enter the room.

Luckily we arrived at my room safely. I locked the door first before putting his on the bed. There is a tiredness in the body that I have. I'm just a skinny girl, a bit short and fragile on the outside. It was a fortune to be able to carry Erzan here.

 What should I do now?

The panacea of mild pain is rest. Can Erzan's illness be cured just by being put to sleep? What else can I do? I'm not a doctor. Only people who coincidentally see him are in agony.

I saw that he was uncomfortable with his body. The man's appearance was disheveled and dirty. Sad. The blood makes his shirt wet too. Damn it. Even though I was determined to only care about myself. Erzan, who I love, is lying down and needs me.

I might be crazy. The rules are made to be broken. Wanting to be selfish means I always prioritize others. If it's Erzan, wouldn't it be fine?

"Just take care of him once. After that, I don't care about him anymore," I decided in the end.

So, all night Erzan caught a fever. I patiently wiped it and cleaned his injury. His brows furrowed and a groan of pain was heard. I think he is awake and knows what I am doing to him.

"Be careful with your voice. I don't want to be found out and punished!" I was warned. Erzan endured the pain by biting his lip.

"It's good that you still have a conscience after asking me to help you!" I muttered heartless words. And Erzan has been silent since hearing what I said just now. I was the one who had no conscience.

If I've helped and he's hurt again, I don't know how I'll feel.

After cleaning his injury, I let him rest without disturbing him. I sleep on a chair while waiting for him. All night has passed. I left Erzan alone because I had to attend class. He'll probably wake up later when I'm not in the room. It's good because he can do things more freely. I've also taken out a lot of food that I keep in the cupboard. He can eat whenever he wants.

"Why do you need so much wound medicine? Are you injured somewhere? Come here and I will treat you." The nurse at the academy offered to treat me generously. I also asked for painkillers and fever reducers.

"No, not me. Someone out there is hurt but I can't be honest about him," I replied, not having the heart to lie.

"Someone special to you?"