Reborn As An Extra : I'm gonna mess up everything

"Umm… Pardon?" 

"I said I really like you! Please go out with me!" 

Alena's voice was loud and clear, but her eyes were shut tight. Her short white hair swayed slightly in the breeze, and her smooth pale skin glowed under the afternoon sun. She held out a small, neatly wrapped chocolate box with both hands, trembling slightly. 

In front of her stood a tall, well-built boy. His lean yet strong frame gave off a powerful presence. His red hair was slightly messy, and his sharp jawline made him look even more striking. There was an undeniable mischievous aura around him, something that made him stand out as a bit of a troublemaker. 

Daniel scratched the back of his head and let out a laugh. 

"Alena, what are you saying? Is this one of your pranks? Where’s the camera? You’re filming me, right?" He grinned, looking around as if expecting someone to jump out and yell, *Gotcha!* 

The two of them were standing behind the school, surrounded by trees, grass, and flowers. A few students were nearby, some watching them with curiosity, others too busy with their own conversations. 

"It’s not a prank! I’m serious!" Alena insisted, her grip tightening around the chocolate box. 

Daniel raised an eyebrow. 

"Huh? Ain’t no way I’m falling for that!" He smirked, eyeing her with even more suspicion. 

The attention from the other students was making Alena feel more and more embarrassed. It had taken all her courage to confess like this, and now she felt like she was making a fool of herself. 

Her hands clenched into fists. 

"You—!" 

Without thinking, she threw the chocolate box straight at his face. 

"Daniel! If you don’t want to say yes, then just say so! What’s the point of doing all this?!" 

Her voice cracked with frustration, and before he could respond, she turned and ran away. Tears welled up in her eyes as she disappeared into the distance. 

Daniel stood there, stunned. The box had burst open, and chocolate pieces were scattered on the ground. A few had even smeared onto his cheek. 

He wiped some off with his fingers and licked them. 

"What a waste," he muttered. "She could’ve just given it to me…" 

With a shrug, he walked back to class. 

Inside the classroom, near the window, a boy with black hair sat quietly in his seat. His expression was blank, his face just a little above average, but his cold eyes held a depth that was hard to read. He stared outside, completely uninterested in whatever was happening inside the room. 

Daniel walked up to him with a grin. 

"Yo, Fable. Silent as always, huh?"

The black-haired boy turned to Daniel with an annoyed expression. His dark eyes narrowed, and his voice was sharp. 

"Predictor, stop calling me Fable here. Call me Ryan." 

Daniel let out a chuckle and casually dropped into the seat beside him. 

"What difference does it make? I already announced to everyone that we’re future hitmen! Woohoo! We’re gonna kill people!" He waved his hands dramatically, as if he were making a grand speech.