My mojo

I found myself inside a novel, but none of the plots concerned me.

Because my character fell from a building at the very beginning of the story, it set the stage for the male doctor lead and the kind-hearted female lead to meet at the hospital.

And then, I died.

Of course, I was perfectly fine now.

To prevent this tragedy from repeating, I sold all the high-rise apartments my family owned and vowed never to go anywhere over seven meters high.

So when Gerald tried to pull me onto the Ferris wheel, I called the police.

"Hello, someone is trying to harm me."

1

Guys, I wasn't exaggerating when I said I might be one of the most comfortable people after being transported into a book.

As the only daughter of the richest man in Aeloria, my daily routine was to spend money.

People often described me as having skin like porcelain and a face like a goddess.

It was practically the perfect setup for a female lead!

However, everyone knew that I had a peculiar quirk.

I avoided high places, especially those over seven meters.

If anyone asked why, I just gave a faint smile and said I was afraid of heights.

Only I knew the real reason.

I simply didn't want to die.

After all, my character in the book was just a passerby who fell from a high building and died painfully in the hospital at the beginning.

The only purpose of creating my character was to create an unforgettable encounter for the main couple.

The kind-hearted female lead rushed me to the hospital, despite my blood staining her clothes and she didn't care at all.

The handsome male lead, a top medical student and the dean's chosen son-in-law, who tried his best to save me.

They fell in love beside my corpse and began their sweet, loving life together.