'I transmigrated into the stuffed cotton doll that would be given to the insane, obsessive male lead in a BL novel! If this is discovered, won't I be burned at the stake?! I have to pretend to be a doll no matter what!' “Levi, the doll you gave me seems to be moving.” “What are you talking about?” Yul endured the gaze of the Grand Duke who was staring at him. “Hmm. Yes, it must be my imagination.” The Grand Duke then turned around and said flatly. “Levi.” “Yes.” “Burn that.” “What?! Nooo!!!!!!!!!” As he screamed out in a panic, surprised eyes turned to him. ‘Oh, I’m f*cked.’