I Caught a Male Lead in a Deserted Island
It’s been two years since I started living alone on a deserted island. Then one day, a man got caught on my fishing rod. [???] – Year 5, Spring, Day 8: First caught. – Height: 183 cm, Weight: 74 kg. Silver hair, insanely handsome. …And just like that, a man ended up registered in my fish encyclopedia. Turns out, he was the male lead (a total scumbag) from a novel I once loved. If I get involved with him, my future will turn into a captivity-and-misery story! But then… “I refuse. I’m not leaving. You saved me on a whim, and now you want to throw me out? Take responsibility.” “T-That’s what I’m trying to do! I’ll take responsibility by sending you back!” “Ah, my mistake. What I meant was, since you saved me, I must repay the favor. I may not look it, but I’m skilled at physical labor. Order me to do anything.” This man keeps insisting on taking responsibility and staying by my side. No, no! I don’t need you to repay anything—just go away! I don’t want to be involved with you!
