control?!?

After that, Minho spent a few days trying to act normal. He told himself: Just survive. Don’t die. Don’t get kidnapped. Don’t let them fight over you.

It didn’t work.

Hyunwoo started showing up everywhere. Classes, the cafeteria, even the bathroom once. “I was worried,” he said, leaning against the doorway with that perfect, frustratingly calm look. “Don’t disappear again.”

“Uh… thanks?” Minho mumbled, backing into a stall.

Jisoo, the Grand Mage, wasn’t far behind. He appeared in the library, floating slightly above the ground because of magic. “You should stop hiding. I don’t like it when others look at you,” he said. The air crackled faintly. “Especially him.” He pointed at a random student Minho had waved to earlier.

Seojin, the Commander, was somehow more subtle but equally terrifying. He stood outside Minho’s dorm every night, arms crossed. “Anyone tries anything, I’ll deal with them. Including you,” he said, staring straight into Minho’s eyes.

Minho sank into his chair. This is insane. I’m supposed to be the villain. I’m not supposed to be the most wanted guy in the empire.

And yet… somehow, he kind of liked it. Just a little.

Then the chaos really started.

It was a sunny afternoon when Minho tried to grab lunch in peace. He had barely sat down when Hyunwoo plopped in beside him, Jisoo floated in from the window, and Seojin slid onto the bench across the table.

“Sit,” Hyunwoo commanded.

“I already am,” Minho said.

“No, closer,” Hyunwoo insisted. Minho shifted nervously.

“I’ll levitate the table if you don’t stop,” Jisoo warned. The salad on Minho’s tray twitched as if listening to him.

Seojin just glared. “Don’t even think about leaving. I’ll block the doorway.”

Minho groaned. I just wanted lunch.

And then it hit him: in the original story, Jaeheon was feared, hated, maybe even dead by now. Minho, in his body, wasn’t just alive—he was in control. Sort of. And these three insane guys were obsessed with him.

Maybe… maybe he could have some fun.

He smirked. “You know,” he said, picking up his fork, “I think I’ll stay right here. For a while.”

The three of them froze.

“Good,” Hyunwoo said slowly, a dangerous smile curling his lips.

“I like it when you stay,” Jisoo added, hovering closer.

Seojin’s fist hit the table softly. “Finally. You’re learning your place.”

Minho swallowed his salad, trying not to panic. Place? What place? I’m the villain. I can do whatever I want.

And that was when the story truly began—not the villain’s downfall, but the villain having way too much fun while three men obsessed with him lost their minds.

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