My Targets Were Consumed By Regrets After My Death

"What are you doing here?

"Didn't I tell you not to show your face in front of me again?"

Oliver stood there shirtless and his wrists were wrapped in bandages. He wore boxing gloves and pounded the punching bag in frustration. When I walked in, he did not even bother to look up.

I scoffed. "What's the point of hitting that bag? If you had any guts, you'd go after Jacob and take Evelyn back instead of sulking here like a loser.

"So what if you're my biological brother? Mom and Dad still love Xander more than you.

"And what does it matter if you knew Evelyn first? She'd rather go to kindergarten with my husband and son than even look at you.

"You're nothing but a complete failure!"

His fist flew past my ear, striking the wall inches away from me. However, I did not flinch. I just kept provoking him.

"If you're so tough, go ahead and kill me. What's the point of all this empty posturing?"

Oliver would have never laid a hand on me before. But ever since Evelyn showed up, the way he looked at me was filled with growing doubt.

"Nina, why is it that they only bully you and no one else?

"Are you really that blameless?"

The only mistake a victim ever made was being too weak. So I fought back, just once, when Evelyn falsely accused me of stealing.

"Nina, please give it back. That hairpin was a birthday gift from Oliver." Evelyn sobbed.

She was looking so pitiful, surrounded by classmates, while I stood there, unable to defend myself.

Then, Oliver burst into the room.

I thought he would do what he always did.

I thought he would stand in front of me, believe me and protect me.

But instead, he stood behind Evelyn, like the most loyal knight.

"Nina, give it back. You shouldn't steal from Evelyn out of jealousy."

How laughable. The person who once believed in me without question now accused me of being jealous of his affection for Evelyn.

After that, the bullying only got worse.

Now, after the insults I threw at him, Oliver's eyes were cold and fierce. However, he said nothing and turned to leave.

I wasn’t done. I couldn’t stop. I not only kept taunting him with my words, but I also started shoving him.

"Get mad. Get angry. Hit me, just once, and end it all," I thought to myself.

Then I could go home.

"Oliver, you're a coward!"

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes dark and unreadable.

"Get out!"

He kicked me out of the gym.

From start to finish, Oliver never laid a hand on me. His disgust for me had reached the point where he did not even want to look at me anymore.

Feeling helpless, I sat down on the steps and summoned the system.

"System, is there any way I can just die already?"

[Sorry, Host. If you want to return to the original world, you must be killed by one of the targets.]

I missed my parents from the original world so much. Even if I could just see them one more time, I would be content.

Asher was only five years old. He was not capable of killing me.

But Jacob could. He was a doctor.

"System, can I use points to exchange for a teleport?"

[Yes, you can.]

Since none of them are willing to do the job themselves, I would just let an accident take me out.

"System, can you teleport me in front of the car of one of the male leads?"

[I can't teleport you directly in front of a car.]

Of course not.

Just as I was feeling disappointed, the system's cold voice came through again.

[But I can teleport you near one of the male leads.]

"Who's driving right now?"

[Xander is currently on his way to meet with Evelyn.]

"Fine, teleport me near Xander."

So, even after our fight, he felt no guilt and was still rushing to see Evelyn.

The system teleported me to an intersection.

[In ten seconds, Xander will turn left and pass through the intersection. Please be ready.]

[10.]

[9.]

[….]

[3.]

[2.]

As the countdown reached [1,] the blinding headlights of a car appeared in front of me.

I smirked. There wasn’t an ounce of fear.

Finally, I was going home.

Mom, Dad, I missed you so much.

*Thud!*

With the sound of a heavy impact, my body flew through the air like a feather.

Xander slammed on the brakes, threw the door open, and stepped out of the car.