I’m Righteous, but I Look Like the Ultimate Villain

I was transmigrated into the body of the third son of a major conglomerate in a game. So far, so good However, there was one fatal problem. And that was…My face looked terrifying, extremely terrifying, at that. Once, I stopped by a convenience store at night, only for the clerk to report me as a suspected criminal, resulting in my arrest by the police. Once, I helped a child who had fallen while I was taking a walk around the apartment complex, only to be accused of attempted kidnapping and arrested by the police. Once, I simply got into a taxi, only for the driver to take me straight to the police station with a grim look of determination. . . . And so on. I had been mistaken for a criminal countless times simply because of my frightening face. And now…Things had gone so far that I was even being mistaken for a villain harboring ambitions of world domination.