Isn’t the wannabe Villain too cute?

My existence has been a monotonous cycle of being admired for effortless actions, leaving me perpetually bored and detached from the need for attention. This changed the day I encountered someone who defied the norm. He appeared as an arrogant nobleman, known for his taunts and vulgar remarks, seemingly deserving of universal dislike. Yet, I perceived the forced nature of his behavior – the tremor in his hands, the feigned pride. This observation sparked my initial amusement, which eventually blossomed into something profound, an experience I now understand as love. Meanwhile, the supposed heroine is proving to be a persistent issue. Reincarnated with a villain system, my sole focus was fulfilling its requirements to achieve my ultimate wish. However, this heroine deviates drastically from the narrative I recall. She rejects the hero's advances, joins my party despite scrutiny, and even proposes dates while the hero watches, seemingly bewildered. Her public displays of affection, like a national kiss, are utterly bewildering. This is my story as the villain, a narrative being continuously disrupted by this troublesome heroine.