My boyfriend threw a brick at my head.
When I opened my eyes, I couldn’t believe I had become the heroine of a healing romance fantasy novel, and the male lead of a mutual salvation narrative had suddenly picked up a villainess and declared the engagement broken.
“I have fallen in love with her.”
Really? I’m actually fine with that.
One day, as I was enjoying my peaceful independent life, a sweet nerd guy moved next-door.
“……Hello, Ivonne. It’s been a while since you looked down at me from above.”
His smiling lips were as refreshing as a birch tree in full bloom, and I found myself involuntarily drawn to his gaze.
“Ivonne resembles spring. …She chased away the long winter from me.”
Quiet, shy, and docile. Why is this person so intriguing to me, following me around like a newly hatched chick?
• • • • • • •
“I found you.”
Ivonne was startled, raising her head.
“You promised to stay right there with me, Ivonne.”
“…Rix, what’s that in your hand?”
Rix’s purple eyes with his thick glasses thrown aside, gleamed eerily.
“You promised you wouldn’t abandon me…”
It felt like standing in front of a wild beast. A completely different tension, this dizzying impulse. She tightly closed her eyes.
“Why do you always make me misbehave on the days I want to be good, my master?”
…Come to think of it, didn’t that warlord crown prince who was crazy about blood have eyes like that? It felt chilly, like the sensation of chains being locked in place.
