The desire to keep you to myself is what pushes me to do something inexplicable.
- Yandere Lover
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King Frenrik Augustus
Was the man , I have been running away from .He is the male lead of the novel " Holy Light Of Lilrose " .
And why I am running away from him ? The answer is simple – I HAVE F**KING REINCARNATED INTO THE BODY OF ELICIA GOLDRINE, THE WITCH WHO TRIED TO KILL HIS BELOVED ON THE PROVOKING OF VILLAINESS IN THE NOVEL.
And to my unfortunate luck , I Reincarnated When The Did Was Already Done .
F**k!!
Everyone knows how much he hates my..no...the real witch's existence. Just to kill her he is obsessively trying to track her down.
Hence to avoid him I took shelter in the most dense forest in the kingdom.
BUT WHY THE F**K HE IS INFRONT OF MY HOUSE BADLY INJURED AS IF HE IS GOING TO DIE ?
" Please....save.....me " his voice was barely audible. His breathing was unsteady as he somehow managed to utter those words. Anyone would have taken sympathy seeing the battered state of this fine like wine man.
But I wasn't one of them . My mind was filled with ideas of running away again. Nevertheless I wanted to ask him questions -
HOW DID YOU END UP HERE ?
It's has been 6 months since that rainy night, I found the injured male lead infront of my house .
Initially I wouldn't have taken care of the male lead if I wasn't electrocuted by his guardian angel!!
F**k!.
I don't want to remember it . My each and every cell of my body tingles at the memory of it .
Sometimes I wonder - Can't I just throw him off my back and runaway? Like he isn't even waking up . Since 6 months he is in comatose state .
But I don't dare to speak it loudly , fearing his Guardian Angel might hear it and electrocute me to death .
Sighing I picked the tray which had a bowl of porridge in it and made away to the room in which I have been keeping him .
