Introduction: "Help! I Got Isekai’d Into a BL Novel… as the Disposable Groom?!"

Dear readers, have you ever had one of those days where life just decides to kick you in the face? Not just a little stumble, not just a minor inconvenience, but a full-force, steel-toed boot straight to the soul?

Yeah? Well, let me tell you—mine took first place in the Olympic Games of Misfortune.

One minute, I was a perfectly normal (and very underpaid) chef, living my best life binge-reading BL novels after a long, grueling shift. The next? BAM. Fired for a crime I did not commit. And as if the universe wasn't already screwing me over—BOOM. A truck came out of nowhere and absolutely wrecked my existence.

And then—get this—I woke up.

But not in a hospital. Not in heaven. Not even in some peaceful void where I could complain to a god about my terrible luck.

No, I woke up in a silk-covered bed, wearing fancy-ass historical robes, in a world that looked suspiciously familiar.

At first, I thought maybe I was dreaming. Maybe I had been working too hard, inhaling too much flour, and my brain had finally snapped. But as I looked around at the luxurious canopy above me, the sheer weight of the ridiculous embroidered silk I was wearing, and the utter lack of any modern technology, a sinking feeling hit me.

I had somehow reincarnated into a BL novel I read years ago.

Okay, cool, fine. That’s not too bad, right? I mean, I had read plenty of these reincarnation stories before. Maybe I was some background extra who could just chill, avoid the main characters, and live a nice, peaceful life while enjoying the pretty boys from afar.

Oh, how naive I was.

Because I wasn’t just some minor character. Oh no.

I was now Jin Hae-Won, the delicate, sickly noble who was destined to be brutally murdered after being forced into a marriage he didn’t want.

And the best part? The one responsible for my untimely demise was none other than my own sister, who was so in love with some guy that she let me take her place at the altar and then had me killed out of jealousy.

OH, HELL NO.

So, what did I do? Did I sit in my luxurious new room and cry? Nope.

I picked up my long, flowy, way-too-heavy robes, marched my tiny, cute little ass straight to the grand hall, and crashed right into the middle of a heated argument where my "dear sister" was very loudly refusing to marry the Dragon Emperor.

That’s when I remembered the worst possible detail.

The moment my sister refused, the family would panic and shove me in her place. And that’s when I’d end up married to her secret lover—who would murder me out of jealousy.

NOPE. NOT HAPPENING.

So before anyone could say a word, I clapped my hands, smiled my cutest smile, and announced—

“Actually, I’ll take the Dragon Emperor, thank you very much!”

…And that, dear readers, is how I single-handedly destroyed the entire BL storyline, sent my family into a frenzy, unknowingly caught the attention of the empire’s most dangerous man, and possibly made the biggest (or best?) mistake of my two lifetimes.

Now, all I have to do is survive the Dragon Emperor’s deadly mood swings, avoid being discovered as a fraudulent nobleman, resist falling for the ridiculously hot and brooding emperor, and figure out why he keeps looking at me like that.

…Wait. Why does the Dragon Emperor seem interested in me instead of his supposed BL love interest?

This was NOT part of the plot!

Welcome to my story. Try not to scream too hard. I know I did.

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