I'm Not Your Npc

Synopsis

The system forced me to hand over my internal recommendation spot to the fake heiress, Emily Lane, all because she's the so-called heroine of this world. I refused, so it hijacked my body and forced me to bow in front of her. Emily looked down at me with a sweet, innocent smile. "Sophia, why would you do that?" she cooed. The system's smug voice echoed in my mind. "See? You can't fight destiny." I never believed in destiny. The second I got my body back, I lunged forward and shoved Emily toward the busy street behind us. Tires screeched. I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her face down, inches from the wheel of a speeding truck. Emily wet herself in panic, and the system screamed inside my head. I snatched a rock from the ground and pressed it hard against her temple. I told the system, "Give my recommendation back, or I'll crack her skull open. Let's see which breaks first: your precious story, or her head."