“T-that’s not it. I was waiting for you, and the freshmen were bullying Kim Jun.”

I hurried to explain.

“So?”

“S-so I helped him.”

“Why did you help him?”

What do you mean why? Are you seriously asking that?

“Because... when someone’s in danger, you help them.”

“......”

Joo Seunghyuk’s expression was icy. Even though I’d given the most common-sense answer possible, he looked like it didn’t make any sense to him.

He really is insane.

“Why’d you touch his body?”

“Huh?”

When did I touch him? Think fast. Seunghyuk’s tone had suddenly turned clipped. That was a warning sign.

Right—he grabbed my hand when I was checking if Kim Jun had a fever... Is that what he means?

“Oh, that was just... I thought Kim Jun had a fever, so I was checking.”

“If he’s hurt, he should go to the infirmary. Why the fuck are you checking?”

“I’m sorry. I’ll be more careful from now on. I’m really sorry.”

He was seriously pissed.

Honestly, I didn’t even know what I’d done wrong, but there was no way a normal guy like me could understand the logic of a yandere bastard.

All I could do was beg for forgiveness. If he wasn’t still holding onto me, I would’ve dropped to my knees and begged.

But the ominous aura around Joo Seunghyuk showed no signs of calming.

“Why are you hiding our relationship again?”

“I mean...”

That was such an unfair question.

The main couple had just met for the first time. If I, the villainous side character, went around calling myself his lover, it’d be an instant death flag...

Besides, it’s not like I wanted to tell anyone we were involved. But if I said that out loud, he’d probably lock me up.

“...Because I’m embarrassed.”

I gave a half-assed excuse.

“Embarrassed? Or do you want to cancel it?”

“......”

He hit the mark.

His voice turned cold, like he wasn’t going to accept any more bullshit excuses.

“Are you that easy, Lee Yeonsu? That slutty? Spreading your legs for just anyone?”

The look in his eyes was terrifying. I couldn’t even think of a retort—I just lowered my head. But then he grabbed my ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ chin and forced me to look him straight in the eyes.

“Not me. I’ve never done it with anyone before. You were my first. I lost my virginity to you. And now you’re denying that we’re even together? How do you think that feels? Can you even imagine how fucked up I feel right now? I want to kill everyone.”

His grip tightened on my chin. It felt like he was going to crush the bone, and the fear made my tears start falling.

“I’m not denying it...”

“Then why are you still hiding it?”

“It’s not that...”

I was too scared to speak. And even if I could speak, I had no excuse.

I’d never once considered myself in a relationship with Joo Seunghyuk. Never thought of telling anyone either.

I wanted to say something—anything—but my mind was blank. All I could do was cry.

Then, in a low voice, Seunghyuk ordered:

“Give me a kiss.”

“...What?”

“Kiss me.”

“We’re at school...”

“So what? You got someone here you like or something?”

A sinister surge of mana spilled from his fingertips, choking my throat.

“N-no, it’s not like that...”

“I’m not asking you to fuck me—just a kiss. What’s the hesitation?”

“O-okay.”

I responded quickly, terrified of what he might demand next if I hesitated.

Only then did Seunghyuk release my chin. I gently grabbed his shoulders, rose on my toes, and pressed my lips to his.

As soon as our lips touched, I tried to pull away—but he grabbed the back of my neck and yanked me back in.

His tongue parted my lips, shoving its way in and devouring my mouth with raw hunger.

I couldn’t do anything. I was swept up in his pace, helpless.

Then he bit into my neck. The kiss was so deep, so desperate, it felt like he might suck my blood.

It felt... wrong. But I couldn’t reject him.

If I did, he’d lock me up.

Then suddenly, his hand moved lower.

“W-wait!”

Startled, I shoved at his chest. But Seunghyuk slammed me against the wall and kept going.

“N-no, stop!”

I grabbed his wrist in a panic. I knew I wasn’t supposed to defy the yandere seme—but I couldn’t let this happen.

“Let go.”

His voice dropped, chilling. That quiet command was scarier than any shout. But I couldn’t back down.

“N-not here. We can’t do this here.”

It was a secluded part of the school, but still—this was school. We couldn’t.

“I said let go.”

He repeated himself. Seunghyuk hated having to say things twice. But I pleaded again.

“Someone might see...”

“Let them. They need to know who Lee Yeonsu belongs to.”

“Seunghyuk, please don’t do this.”

I begged through tears. But instead of stopping, he grabbed both my wrists with one hand, binding them.

“You shouldn’t have looked at anyone else. You shouldn’t have made me anxious!”

“I-it’s not just me! You cheated too!”

“Cheated?”

“Yeah! You actually cheated on me!”

“When?”

“In my dream! You cheated in my dream!”

My voice broke with sorrow, frustration, and fear. Then Seunghyuk asked:

“...You dreamed about me?”

“Yeah.”

I swallowed a sob and nodded.

“When?”

“Last night.”

“What kind of dream was it?”

“You tied me up. You bound me so I couldn’t move, gagged me, and dragged me to your house.”

“And?”

His voice was low.

“...And you hit me.”

“Hit you? Not fuck you?”

He sounded incredulous. I ignored the weird word he threw in at the end.

“You beat the shit out of me. So badly your boyfriend had to stop you.”

“Boyfriend?”

“Yeah. You had someone you loved. But because I got in your way, you met him too late. So you blamed me and started beating me. Your boyfriend told you to stop, but you didn’t. You just kept going. You tried to kill me.”

“......”

“I only helped someone in danger. But you actually cheated. You’re the one who made me feel insecure...”

I mumbled in protest. I wanted to scream about how unfair it was—but I was too scared of him.

Truthfully, I was still terrified.

I should’ve just shut up and done whatever he wanted. I should’ve gone along with everything. I should’ve never said no. What if he really dragged me back to his house now?

I couldn’t even imagine what might happen next after spewing all those pathetic excuses.

While I bit my lip in regret, Seunghyuk let out a low chuckle.

“That was just a dream.”

“It might not be. It could’ve been a premonition.”

I was certain it was a premonition. The feeling of Seunghyuk trying to kill me had been too real.

“No. That was just a dumb fucking dream.”

He smirked and pulled me into his arms.

“There’s no way I’d hit you.”

This was the same bastard who’d just cornered me—but hearing him call me hyung in that gentle tone, using formal speech, somehow put my heart at ease.

As he softly stroked my hair, Seunghyuk whispered in my ear:

“Why would I hit you, when even fucking you is too precious?”

“......”

“If it really was a premonition, I would’ve just locked you up and fucked you for the rest of your life.”

The sweet voice pouring out filthy words sent a chill down my spine.

That was the ending of the original novel. Joo Seunghyuk ends up imprisoning Kim Jun in his home for life.

And now, hearing that very ending come out of the protagonist’s mouth—but directed at me—froze my entire body in fear.

Seunghyuk looked down at my stiffened expression and smiled.

“But since you dreamed about me today, I’ll let it slide.”

He wiped away my tears.

“Let’s go back to the dorm.”

“...Dorm?”

“Yeah. We need to finish what we started.”

He dropped that horrifying line with the sweetest smile on his face, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

***

I was sprawled out on the bed when Seunghyuk grabbed my waist.

“S-Seunghyuk, I-I can’t... not anymore...”

I really didn’t want to provoke the yandere seme. Not once had I told him “no” when we were having sex.

But this was too much. One more round and I really might die.

I grabbed his hand, and his gaze turned cold.

“It’s not that I don’t want to... I just... I have something scheduled...”

I scrambled to explain.

“Scheduled?”

“Yeah. I’m meeting my group at the student cafeteria for a class project.”

It wasn’t even a lie—I could’ve shown him the text if I had to.

“You’re seriously going to that?”

“Yeah. I have to. It’s a group project.”

“Looking like this?”

He ran his hand down my face. Before I could reply, his fingers pressed against my lips. Then he used his index and middle fingers to pry my mouth open.

When I complied, his long fingers slid inside, slowly rubbing my tongue.

I stared at him, too stunned to breathe.

“Do you have any idea what your face looks like right now?”

“Ngh.”

I tried to say no, but his fingers were holding down my tongue.

“Even a celibate monk of a thousand years would jump you.”

“Nn...”

“Who’re you planning to show this face to? Should I just lock you up?”

I shook my head frantically with my mouth still held open.

“Mm-mmm!”

“What do you mean, ‘no’?”

Displeased, he pressed my tongue harder before finally pulling his fingers out, slow and deliberate.

Freed at last, I didn’t even take a breath before blurting:

“I’m not popular!”

I was just the universally hated side character.

“No one has any interest in me at all!”

Maybe it was the story’s plot armor, but I had zero popularity.

Sure, being an S-rank Guide got me attention—but that was all about my ability.

No one liked me, Lee Yeonsu, as a person. No one was romantically interested. I hadn’t even received a confession.

“You not realizing it is kinda cute. But you’re way too defenseless.”

“It’s not that—I swear!”

Defenseless my ass! I’m not popular!

I was frustrated, but Seunghyuk just kept talking.

“Don’t go out today. Who are you planning to show that face to?”

Seriously, you are the only one interested in me, you obsessive freak!

I wanted to scream at him, but I held it in and tried to reason.

“But I have to meet my group...”

“If you try to go out, I’ll lock you up. Just so you know.”

That wasn’t an idle threat—it was a promise. I jolted and nodded quickly.

“Y-yeah, o-okay. I won’t go.”

“Good boy.”

He patted my head.

Getting praise from Seunghyuk actually calmed my racing heart, quieting the fear.

Even though he’s the reason I was scared in the first place... I felt like an idiot, but what could I do?

I really did feel like a rabbit trapped in a tiger’s den.