A life with the Author

[Yuito's POV]

I read how the event played out from her perspective.

It was not a long read as her POV chapters were only two - Chapter 11 and 14. But the things I found out in these two short chapters were astounding.

It started from the beginning, from the first time we met each other when we were only 9 years old. I finally get to read about how she saw and thought of me from that very first day.

And I realized just how much I was underestimating her admiration towards me.

I underestimated just how much she was obsessed with me. Her love had stretched from all the way back then even though mine only surfaced when we were 15.

From the age when I didn't think children were able to love yet, she had loved me.

Not only that, the admiration and the sheer attachment she had for me was something I never would've imagined.

I learned just how much the difference in our maturity had affected her feelings towards me. I thought I did not do such a thing when I was a child, although I was 16 when I died, I was reborn into a new body with the brain of a child, so I never thought I stood out that much.

But I did.

I realized the messed up way she saw me - perfect and mature - like an adult or a parent. She built all of her faith and emotional anchor around my existence.

She was bullied in school for her body and her parents were abusing her, so I became her only shield in the world. A person who never hurt her and loves her. She craved my warmth even when she herself didn't know it.

I had hugely underestimated how important I was in her life. I was her main source of strength.

Everything was about me.

From that point on, everything in her life was about me. I became the guiding light of her life, everything she did, was because of me.

She changed because of me, she studied because of me, she learned music because of me and so on. I became the sole dictator of her life.

I hadn't even realized it.

When we finally moved from our relationship as friends to becoming a couple, it was the happiest day in her life.

But then a question popped in my mind, then why did she do it?

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The answer was simple, it was because of lust.

In the next paragraph, it was shown how she would masturbate to me. It was a bit awkward reading about it but from then, I learned that just like how her body matured faster, she also had a higher libido.

Maybe she also possessed a special body like me and Komi. One that was different from the norm. She was born to be alluring and beautiful but in return, it seemed her sexual drive was through the roof.

So in the end, that was the main reason.

Lust.

How fucking laughable. For an incubus to lose his lover because of lust.

Lust was strong. I have experienced it first-hand how it could drive people insane. With my incubus bloodline, I also had to experience a higher sexual drive than any other man.

I had made many mistakes because of my lust, the things that happened with Komi were still vivid in my mind.

Lust can drive you crazy.

So I understood how she fell into its dark clutches and committed a mistake.

And that was not all....

She was extremely vulnerable and weak. How could she not be? She had always been by my side and derived her strength from me.

I was her shield, I was her strength.

And when she was subjugated to evil and the temptation of lust came, she had no strength.

I was not there.

Where was I?

I was hiding, leaving her to face the challenge alone and expected her to win and be strong when she did not know a world without me.

I watched. That's all I did.

And she fell, just as one would expect from someone like her. She made the mistake of her life.

She tried to leave after she got a clear head but it was all too late because I barged into the room to judge her.

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Oh, shit.

So that's how it was.

Reading it gave me a new perspective on what happened and how it happened. In the end, it was all a mistake committed by a weak teenage girl who built everything around one man.

I found nothing new, but the different perspective painted a new picture, a new logic.

I read on.

And I was shocked at just how her mental state was afterwards. Regret and self-hate. To be honest, anyone would be happy to see that the cheater felt regret after doing such things but not in this case.

It broke her.

More than it could ever break me.

She never apologized. Because she did not even want to be forgiven.

She thought she had ruined me.

But the truth was, she had ruined herself more than she ruined me.

The story came to an end.

Her perfect life was destroyed as I bid her farewell.

I let her go, but she never did.

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I felt a tear fall down from my cheeks as I finished reading the two chapters. I laid back on my bed and took my time to gather my thoughts.

I didn't know how to feel.

"Fuck." I cursed out. I did not know exactly who I was cursing at but I did.

But then I scrolled through the chapters again and read the next chapter which had her POV. It was half a year later and when I first went to Korea.

And then I found out that reality was vastly different from what I expected.

I moved on from that terrible event, but she never did. She continued hating herself and regret her mistake every single day.

Each day was spent in misery as her mind tortured her heart and her heart tortured her mind.

Why?

Because she still loves me.

It would've been much easier if she stopped loving me. Maybe then her regret might dwindle and she would move on with a new lesson learned in life, everyone makes mistake in their life. It's what they learn from it that change a person to be better.

That was life.

But she never move on, she stayed.

She decided to love me still, forever. Even if it meant hurting forever

As I continued reading on and reaching the parts till we met at that restaurant and how she found me in that alley after my fight with Gun.

I realized one thing.

She had become insane. Or maybe she always was.

When I read how she planned on killing Gun for revenge and how she called Eugene after I boarded my flight, I realized why she was doing what she did in the first place.

Why she joined the workers.

Why she built herslef up and accomplish all she did.

It was for me. Again.

I was still the dictator of her life. Just like how she changed and did everything for me in the past.

I was still everything to her.

So the question I asked a few minutes ago echoed in my mind.

'Did you ever miss me?'

What a fucking stupid question. She never stopped missing me.

If I was not certain before, now I am.

So I quickly got up from the bed and wiped whatever tears had fallen off my eyes while I was reading. I was filled with emotions known and some which I didn't know.

But I was not someone who would sit around and endure all of the emotions in silence. I was always someone who preferred to take action.

So to me, feelings prompted action.

I left the room and made my way straight to her. I have some important things to do.

I have a yandere to tame.

And maybe regain what was lost.

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Author : I am not someone who leave my readers in horrible cliff hangers.

So one more ch

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