I became a supporting character in bullying

When I opened my eyes, I was in a novel. And I was a bullied supporting character. A pitiful supporting character, tossed and turned, eventually meeting death. The bulletproof friends I'd barely managed to become close with had long since turned their backs on the villainess. I couldn't bear to watch this agonizing situation any longer. It may not be in the name of justice... but in the name of my grandfather, I'll break free from bullying!