I Don’t Want to be a Villainess

“Y-you, you were the sports president…?”

The short-haired athletic club member was completely taken aback when she saw Nam Da-un.

Well, Nam Da-un was famous for being good-looking at school, even in the original story. He’s the typical popular jock, after all.

Even if he wasn’t the type to be overly extroverted, there was bound to be some interaction within the same sports club.

Especially since they were in the same year. He’s the most famous handsome guy in the whole school, so how could it be any different?

… In the past, she would have been extremely envious, but strangely, now she felt a sort of empathy. She had once admired harem protagonists, but she was now acutely aware that being in such a situation could be quite troublesome.

“Um… I am the sports president, though.”

Judging by Nam Da-un’s lukewarm response, they didn’t seem to be on particularly friendly terms.

In fact, whether they were close or not, it was likely that they only knew each other’s faces. The greater reaction from the girl probably just proved how popular Nam Da-un was.

“Uh, uh, um…”

“You said you had something to say earlier, didn’t you?”

“Huh?”

I asked her that from behind as she hesitated and fumbled for words in front of Nam Da-un. The athlete turned her head sharply toward me.

I supported my chin and stared at her with half-open eyes and said, “Since you brought the sports president, how about discussing the budget or committee composition? If the plan sounds reasonable, it might actually be accepted.”

“… Ugh.”

No matter how flashy she appeared, in the end, she was still a girl. Unless she was particularly fond of guys, there were only two possible reactions in front of a guy as good-looking as Nam Da-un: either pounce on him to claim him or feel ridiculously shy.

“I-I’ll come back to discuss this later!”

Ultimately, unable to face Nam Da-un’s unwavering gaze, she bolted away.

That was a speed run worthy of an athletic club.

“… What was that?”

Then, as she ran off, Nam Da-un turned back to me and asked.

I silently raised my thumb at him.

“No, I mean, what’s up with that…?”

Despite that, Nam Da-un still wore a confused expression, as if he didn’t understand why I called him.

Being that oblivious could actually be considered a blessing.

Is that something you’d say?

Sara said, looking incredulous, but I decided to pretend I didn’t hear her.

*

Anyway, just having Nam Da-un in the Student Council Room had a significant effect on the girls when they came in. Even if they didn’t bolt like the athlete, their gazes turned toward Nam Da-un, or they got so distracted in conversation with Sara that the topics drifted elsewhere.

And this fact was a wonderful piece of news for Yoo Ha-neul, Shin So-hee, and Lee Soo-ah.

The last time she saw Sara clinging to Nam Da-un’s leg, she almost lost her mind for a moment, but it seemed like Sara was basically a “lesbian.” Despite any handsome guy being in front of her, she had never shown any signs of feeling sexual attraction or embarrassment.

Even when meeting her fiancé, she never wore that kind of pleased expression. No one knew what their first meeting was like, but their relationship now looked pretty strained. Setting aside personality, not showing any particular reaction around such a handsome person means Sara felt no sexual attraction whatsoever toward her fiancé, Yoon Da-ho.

Sara only showed embarrassment when the other party was a girl. The way she shuddered, acting all flustered while snuggling and allowing physical contact was cute. But at the same time, she hardly allowed any physical contact with men. Even if there was contact, it lacked any affectionate warmth.

Moreover, Lee Soo-ah had already sensed that Sara’s persona was closer to that of a guy.

So basically, the best way to manage the girls around Sara was to place a stunningly handsome guy nearby, even if the guy had a bisexual tendency. It was a method that none of the three—Yoo Ha-neul, Shin So-hee, or Lee Soo-ah—had ever thought of.

… Unintentionally, that shield was erected by Sara herself.

“Still, it’s mostly girls who come to complain.”

After sending off the third girl, Shin So-hee muttered to herself.

“Yeah. If it’s a sports club, there should be plenty of male students.”

Yoo Ha-neul replied, recalling the soccer club. Thanks to Nam Da-un, there were quite a few female students, but fundamentally, the focus was on male students. They were much more numerous.

There were certainly far more male students who would come to complain.

“… Well, it’s probably because it’s awkward for them.”

Since the same situation had repeated thrice, Nam Da-un seemed to have figured out the rough reason for the girls calling him by now and shot a glance at Sara.

Sara was desperately avoiding his gaze and staring out the window.

… Honestly, this was Sara’s fault. Even if Yoo Ha-neul, Shin So-hee, and Lee Soo-ah benefitted from it… well, when you look at the reasons, it’s all Sara’s fault for unconsciously seducing any girl around her.

Knowing that Nam Da-un had a kind character made me feel some sympathy for him.

“Awkward, you say?”

Nam Da-un sighed and scratched the back of his head at Lee Soo-ah’s question.

“Well, you guys wouldn’t really understand stories among boys.”

This school had a policy of separating male and female classes.

“She still has a fiancé, you know? At this point, it can be viewed as if they’re about to call it off. But still, in society’s eyes, she’s ‘Ye Sara, the fiancée of Yoon Da-ho.’”

“… What does that have to do with anything?”

Sara responded as her story came up. When her eyes met Nam Da-un’s again, she quickly looked away.

“Besides, you’ve got a complicated relationship with guys too.”

Nam Da-un hit her with a direct shot.

“…”

Of course, Sara went silent like a fish out of water, staring out the window.

“Don’t you think? You guys are actually pretty well-known. Declaring that you’re dating openly and hanging around together as girls while the one at the center has a male fiancé is bound to cause some gossip; have you never thought about that?”

“Um…”

Admittedly, she hadn’t thought much about the surrounding situation, and since the chaos began with Sara, people had seemingly taken care of the drama on their own, so she hadn’t seen Sara facing any gossip directly.

“Of course; it’s because they need to be careful about what might happen if they got mixed up in it. They’re probably deliberately not sending guys to the club too. They wouldn’t want things getting messy if a rumor spiraled out of control.”

So it meant that having a guy visit here could cause some major trouble if misunderstood regarding their relationship, which could trigger a huge scandal.

Moreover, even though there was a huge difference in scale, Sara’s engagement was with one of the top 1-2 families in South Korea’s chaebol, so getting caught in between could be disastrous.

“… Ugh, that…”

But if that was the case, one question remained.

If no male student was brave enough to come here fearing relationships getting complicated, then why was Nam Da-un here?

“Then senior is safe, right?”

“Well, me, I guess.”

In response to Sara’s inquiry, Nam Da-un’s expression turned distant.

“My family isn’t that big after all. It’s more like there’s no strings attached, so to speak?”

“…”

At those words, Sara lost her rebuttal.

“Well, don’t worry too much. If I truly didn’t want to be here, I wouldn’t have taken this position at all.”

Even though he absolutely did want to avoid it.

In the end, until Nam Da-un left after expressing that, Sara’s expression remained ambiguously stiff.

Yoo Ha-neul, Lee Soo-ah, and Shin So-hee didn’t say a word as they watched the two.

*

“Still, I have to call off the engagement.”

After returning home, the first to finish showering and come out was Sara.

“Uh?”

The first to react was Yoo Ha-neul, who was in the midst of taking off her school uniform shirt.

Sara quickly turned her gaze away from her pale skin.

“So, um… that would just make our already complicated relationship even more complicated.”

Perhaps feeling flustered, Sara stammered in reply.

“…”

Yoo Ha-neul, Shin So-hee, and Lee Soo-ah looked at Sara, silently changing their clothes.

“Anyway, you’re not going to marry that guy, right?”

The first to finish changing and speak up was Yoo Ha-neul.

“Right. Then there’s no real issue. There’s nothing legally binding left, either.”

Shin So-hee answered.

“And even if something legally binds me, I won’t give it up anyway…”

Lee Soo-ah added on.

“But… still, I don’t want you guys to get misinterpreted.”

Exactly. As long as she had a fiancé, she would look like the girl who meddled with someone else’s fiancé.

“…”

The three exchanged glances briefly before immediately lunging at Sara.

“Oh, wait…!”

Sara stumbled back helplessly. Thankfully, the three held her tightly, so she didn’t completely fall over.

“Sara, that’s why I like you so much.”

“It’s true.”

“Let’s keep being like this from now on.”

No matter what situation, I’ll be by your side.

“Uh, wait a second…! Let’s talk…!”

Of course, Sara’s plea didn’t reach them.

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