(You know that guy in the background of every horror movie? The one who dies in the first ten minutes so the main characters can scream and realize something's wrong? That's me. Hi.)
My name is Park Johan. I'm 23, Korean, unemployed, and yes—still a virgin. My hobbies include watching horror movies at 2 a.m., browsing forums about urban legends, and contemplating how no one remembers the guy who dies first in those stories.
I used to think life was dull. I wanted something interesting to happen. A twist. A spark. Something to shake things up.
I should've been more specific.
It started when I opened a message titled:
"Congratulations! You've been selected as an Extra!"
I thought it was a scam. I clicked it anyway. The screen went black.
Next thing I knew, I was standing in a bloodstained classroom, surrounded by unfamiliar faces, and someone was screaming in the distance. The lights flickered. The windows were sealed shut. And the worst part?
I wasn't the protagonist.
That would be James Foster—a pretty boy with golden hair, quiet eyes, and a secret: telekinesis and mind powers straight out of a sci-fi novel. He's the one the monsters won't touch. He's the one who'll make it out of this alive.
Me?
I'm the comic relief. The best friend. The one who cracks a joke before getting dragged into the shadows by something with too many hands.
But that's when the System appeared.
[Welcome, Park Johan. You have awakened the Attention-Seeker System.]
[Survive by collecting attention. Points will be rewarded based on emotional impact.]
[Reminder: If you are forgotten… you will die.]
(Ah. Of course. The only thing scarier than monsters… is being invisible.)
Now, in a world crawling with cursed dolls, weeping spirits, and stories that kill you if you hear them—my only chance at survival is to make everyone look at me.
Laugh at me. Fear me. Cry for me.
Remember me.
Because if I'm just an extra… then I'll be the loudest, flashiest, most unforgettable extra this horror story has ever seen.
Even if it kills me.