I Thought I Was The Main Character

I possessed a romance-fantasy novel as an extra whose name doesn’t even appear. This is the true definition of an extra-possession story! ‘I’ve become the main character of the novel!’ Once I accepted reality, I enjoyed the life I was given, growing close to the male lead, the second male lead, and even the hidden villain. Everyone seemed fond of me, so I couldn’t figure out who might actually become my man. So I decided to ask them directly. “Luci, do you like me?” “Why would you have such a misunderstanding?” Luci asked back as if I’d said something ridiculous. …So the main male lead of the novel is not my man. “Harrison, do you like me?” “You shouldn’t say things like that so lightly.” Harrison answered stiffly. …So the second male lead of the novel isn’t my man either. “Demian, do you like me?” “Would you like me to like you? Should I like you for you?” Demian’s lips curled into a mocking smirk. …Even the novel’s hidden villain wasn’t my man. I was really just an extra. Why did it take me this long to realize? It felt empty, but at least I came to my senses eventually. It was time to find a husband who actually suited my level. “I’m going back to find myself a proper groom.” I told the three friends, who apparently didn’t like me, that I’d be leaving. “What, you’re going to look for a husband?” “I did not foresee this.” “What do you mean by that…?” Anyone overhearing them would think all three liked me. But they don’t. ‘Hmph, like I’d fall for that again.’ I won’t misread their behavior anymore. “I’m busy, bye!”