Chapter 5 - Chapter 4 - HYUVZEY

Warnings: This chapter may contain scenes of violence and showcase aspects of Hyuvzey's Yandere personality.

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I'm still incredulous that I finally got my favorite singer's personal number. "I was right to follow the strange feeling of fear! I can't even imagine what would have happened if I hadn't arrived in time to help Adrion..." I think regretfully. I remember the hug I received as a sign of thanks, and I let myself go into a smile full of contentment.

<> I speak alone and enthusiastically, still not believing it. "Now I have a small errand to do... When I get home, I'll send him a message!" I think.

I look around because, during my reflection, my steps led me back to the path where the previous accident occurred. "Perfect! Now I can start the small assignment. I hope it doesn't take too long!" I reflect with a sneer on my face.

II look at the wall where I had thrown the 'fan' before and puffed out in dismay when I notice that there was no body. "What a nuisance... Now I have to look for him... That's okay! I like to play with the mouse!" I think, grinning wickedly. I walk quietly and slowly, starting to whistle my favorite song.

Shortly afterward, I find the guy in front of me, holding his side and staggering. He leans against the wall to rest and catch his breath. I reach him in a short time with my measured gait.

<> I exclaim treacherously. <> I continue, lowering the tone of my voice by an octave. I look closely at his behavior. He gasps and turns his eyes out of their sockets in fear. He even starts panting heavily. I smile with amusement, as his attitude increases my appreciation for our little game.

<> he exclaims, stammering and waving his hands in front of him to try to defend himself. I raise my right hand and say no, snapping my tongue. "He wants me to send him away when the fun has just begun! Oh, no!"

<> I speak clearly and, in the end, gnash my teeth furiously. "No one is allowed to touch Adrion except me!"

<> I scream low and menacingly as the 40-year-old begins to run to save his pathetic life.

I take long but slow steps; however, I reach it in a very short time. This could be attributable to existing tiredness, injury, or both.

I look at the surrounding area to see where we have come from, and I sketch an infamous smile. "Perfect! We have reached a dead-end road"

<> he shouts at me with a trembling voice. I feel that he is panting more than before, and if I listen deeper, I might hear his heart beat.

I let myself go with a thunderous laugh, and you can very well feel that it is not one of those amused ones. If someone else were to hear it, their arm hair would stand up and they would get goosebumps in terror. They would think that a Villain was devising a plan to kill someone important. "I should use this laugh more, especially when I have to save Adrion from the shadows! I think I'll have to start following him more often... Actually! I could even put cameras in a gift and GPS on my phone!" I reflect, feeling that my eyes is on fire. This happens to me every time my obsession reaches very high levels. "I'm sure if people saw this change in me, they might either feel bad or scream!" As if he had read my mind, the guy screams in terror

<> I exclaim. The man murmurs and then babbles some words, but I do not perceive the content. There is a strange smell in the air, and when I look down, I see a wet patch on his pants. This is a good sign, as his fearful reaction suggests that he understood the danger to his life.

He keeps muttering something, but nothing is understood because he speaks softly. I only understand his words when he starts screaming at the top of his lungs.

<> These are the exact words that are spoken repeatedly. Hearing them, I suppress an amused grin.

<> I exclaim sarcastically. "I said the exact words he had spoken before" I think, amused.

<> he asks with the little courage he has left. I stare at him for a short time and then express my disappointment by shaking my head.

<> I explain to him slowly so he understands better against whom he has set himself.

<> he whispers, stuttering, but he doesn't finish the sentence because he rolls his eyes in fear.

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From a rift, I pull out a knife, and noticing that he is looking for a free space to escape with his eyes, I take his arm by force. <> I exclaim, chuckling uncontrollably, like a madman when he finds his favorite toy. I put my hands on his ankles and, with a little pressure, I break them and make him scream in pain.

<> he begs me with his eyes shining, but I don't let myself be softened.

<> I reply with cruelty and a grin.

I start with the first stab and continue to inflict more, all at non-vital points. Blood splashes everywhere, even on me, and I wait for the puddle to spread. When I see that he no longer feels pain, I give him the final blow. I stab him in the heart, but he doesn't bleed as much because he's already lost plenty. The guy gasps one last time, and then his head falls helplessly.

I take the fresh blood with two fingers and write this sentence on the wall: "No one should allow themselves to touch what is mine, otherwise they will end up like this person!"

I look forward, satisfied with my work, and move away from the alley. I let myself go with a joyful smile, as if nothing had happened.

I head home and, thanks to the new power, I can't find anyone on the street to ask about the patches. I arrive after five minutes, and after taking a long breath to calm down, I enter.

<> I scream. I don't hear any answers; I realize that there's no one at home. "It's better that way!" I think, taking my bag off and heading into my room. I pick up the phone from my handbag, go into the chat app, and look for your contact. I stare at his name for a couple of minutes, trying to figure out what to send him. "How beautiful is his profile picture... That smile could prove to be my downfall."

<> I muttered. Since I can't find a solution, I opt to send a short message, even if it's trivial to me.

- Hello, Adrion! I'm Hyuvzey, the guy who helped you earlier. I wanted to inform you that I arrived home. How are you doing? Are you still shaken?❤️ -

I sent the message, not realizing that I had selected the heart emoji instead of the smiley face. The moment I notice it, I feign indifference and, with my heart racing, I go to the bathroom.

"I can't believe I sent a message to my favorite idol... I hope he doesn't get scared when he sees it" I reflect with skyrocketing anxiety. I start the washing cycle to wash away all the blood. Then I dive into the bathtub with warm water for a moment of relaxation and to remove any blood residue.

"Today was an emotional day"