Enhypen Yandere Oneshots

Park Sunghoon ~ Emma

○°So! Welcome back readers. This chapter is related to my previous work "Park Sunghoon ~ Cheater". It would be better if you re-read it, as this chapter will fill up the previous one.°○

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|Emma's POV|

Well, I know it's wrong. Terribly wrong. But can you really blame me? I saw him first, I loved him first but he loved her!

My heart ached everytime I saw them together.

This is Emma. The girl that was a mere side character. The girl that no one looked at, no one loved.

I and _ had been best friends for maybe forever. I was a lonely girl. Surrounded by many but always felt left out. She was a great friend ngl. And maybe that is why I felt a bit guilty when... when I slept with her boyfriend.

As I said, just a bit of guilt. Though that guilt soon flushed away when he- I mean Sunghoon showered me with his love and attention.

I know you might be confused about when did this start and all. Don't worry I will tell everything, A to Z. And above all I will not victim blame or try to manipulate any of you. I will confess everything, with no bias.

So, the beginning of this mess started when I was still in high school. I and Sunghoon had met in a skating tournament. Not sure if he remembers me, though. I was accompanying my mother.

My mom's bestfriend's daughter was a participant. Feeling the urge to use the bathroom, i dashed towards it. After finishing my business, I quickly washed my hands and came out of the washroom. Since I was drying my hands with my handkerchief, I was unable to see the frantic looking man. I bumped into him and almost fell if it weren't for him to catch me.

He was a handsome man. But the reason for my racing heart was his hands. His hands was around my waist securely holding me, to prevent me from falling down. Along with looks, even his mannerism was top-tier. A gentleman. Despite his hurry. He asked me if i was okay or not. He apologized, though I was at fault. He left me flabbergasted.

On my way back, I was just thinking about him. Hitting myself literally, for not asking his name.

After making my way back to my seat, I was asked a ton of questions for being late.

An hour had passed before the name of a male participant's name was announced. I wasn't quite interested not until I saw him. Park Sunghoon. That was his name. His face was calm. There he was standing like he owned the rink, which indeed he did.

Throughout his performance, I didn't even blink. It was captivating. Mesmerizing.

I wanted to talk to him but I knew where to draw lines. He was and still is a celebrity. I was a mere commoner, but now his full devoted fan.

A few years had passed yet I could never forget him. He was etched in my heart and brain. He was my motivation to succeed in life. I studied for hours to fulfill my dreams, and thankfully got into my dream college.

It was not until the 1st day of college that I knew my bestfriend would be joining aw well. At first I was happy. I was. Not until Park Sunghoon entered the scene.

I had never said _ about my strange encounter with Sunghoon. I didn't expect her to believe me. So I never got the chance to confess my feelings for him. Maybe if I did, situations would have been different. I wouldn't be hurting.

They became friends. Close friends. _ would ditch me quite often for him. Like I said, I was a lonely girl. I had no real friends other than her. I was very jealous.

Soon enough they started dating and that is what killed me. One day not-so-jokingly I said her to introduce me to her husband. I was smiling from the outside but hurting from the inside.

Remember, I said I knew her for forever. So, I used that to my advantage and guilt tripped her. I met him, became buddies. Got his number with lame excuses. Got to know his type and tried to seduce him.

At first I didn't know if my plan was working or not. So i decided to test it out. I persuaded Sunghoon and _ to come to a party. I knew _ deadline is 11 pm. So, I had to somehow get Hoon to stay. And I had the perfect opportunity and way.

His friends got him so drunk that he forgot he got a girlfriend. His hands ghosted over strangers and my jealousy again crept in. I walked towards him, grabbed his hand and took him to a deserted side. His lust filled eyes ogled my body. His hands touched me. I didn't stop him. Why would I? When I clearly enjoyed it as much as he did. That was the first day of our affair, but not the last one.

Unsurprisingly, he apologized and ghosted me. But I knew how to get him back. I made him jealous. After spending time with both of them, I knew very well what to speak and when to speak.

Talking about _ exes, touching him 'accidentally' , hugging him, smiling at him and talking highly of my fanboys, was quite more than enough to start a fire but the day it actually lit was when I was proposed by a popular senior.

Hoon was a jealous man. He spent more time with me and less with her. I liked it that way. But he wasn't ready to leave her. He still loved her.

So, just like our usual dates, that day too I got ready and went out to meet him at our fav place. A couple cafe. We had fun. Before leaving we had our signature lip kiss.

Everything was normal until the next morning wherein I wake up only to get bashed by everyone. Somehow everyone has gotten to know about our little affair. Upon questioning a few, I got to know it was her who gave away the info.

I was angry. I wanted to kill her.

'What if Hoon leaves me?' was the only thing thought going on in my head.

But before I could take any action, Sunghoon messaged me and ordered me to meet him in the abandoned building located outside the city.

I went there and when I arrived there I felt like puking. A bloody mess. Sunghoon had blood in his hands and by the looks he had killed the man. I don't know if I know this man or not. Because even if I did, I still wouldn't be able to figure out who he was considering how his face was smashed.

Sunghoon turned towards me and without saying anything strode towards me. I was paralyzed. He pulled me by my hair and choked me. This time it wasn't filled with love or lust but with hate. I couldn't breathe. He left me breathless before taking out a knife and stabbing me. One, two, three......I had stopped counting.

The last thing that I remember is my head being hit with a bat and my face being smashed by a brick.

I pleaded for my life. I did wrong but .. he too did. Why? Why me?

This is my life. Emma, the girl that nobody wanted to keep.

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