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ᴇɴᴛʀʏ #46 | ꜱᴇᴀʀ

046 | Sear

Silvius was sickened.

Sickened by the scene in front of him.

When he walked up to the roof where he knew (Y/N) would be, knowing that she would be there after what had happened to her, he was shocked by seeing her with Valen. They were close together, so close he thought that they would lean in closer and share a kiss, but she pulled away and moved to stand. Silvius' eyes widened when he saw that, immediately fleeing back down the stairs in an agitated manner.

No.

No, no, no.

She couldn't want him... right?

She's mine... right?

I've done everything for her... I killed that fucking bitch Roselle for her... so she must be mine, right?

S-She did pull away, though.

She did, didn't she?

Biting the nail of his thumb in aggravation, Silvius swept through the now crowded halls of the school since lunch was over and tried to think of what to do. Obviously, killing Roselle wasn't enough, and he was now thinking that it was time to add Valen to the same hit list that he thought he had cleared. Even if (Y/N) still chose him over Valen, he still couldn't bear the thought that there was a possibility of that not happening.

(Y/N) said she was my friend...

My friend only...

And no one else is allowed to have her other than me and me alone.

Groveling alone in his thoughts for the rest of the day, speaking only briefly with (Y/N) during Art, he arrived home with the same mentality. Ignoring the maids and the butler who bowed toward him as he stomped past them, he slammed the door to his room shut and threw his bag onto his bed. Facing the walls that used to once be filled with pictures of another girl, (Y/N)'s pictures were instead there, covering the other's X'ed out face. He glanced toward the spot on the wall where pictures of everyone who was connected to her were. Taking a seat at his desk and turning on his computer, he typed something out before grabbing a piece of paper from the printer and pinning it to the wall.

It was a picture of Valen.

Next to his was Roselle's X'ed out picture.

Next to hers was Kana, Jess, Nicolai, Jian, Shreya, and Amar.

The rest were all of (Y/N).

"This fucker thinks that he can just steal her away from me," Silvius mumbled to himself as he sat back down again, his eyes searching the screen for anything about Valen he could use for his own use. "But he can't... he'll never be able to... I won't let him... she'll always be mine..."

Continuing to mutter to himself, he hacked into every database, every website, and any personal information that he could obtain about Valen. What he found was quite interesting.

Valentine...

A singer?

I didn't expect that from him...

The time and commitment and work that is put into being an artist...

I didn't think he had it in him.

His gaze then caught onto an interesting title of a video that made him pause, clicking on the link and feeling his blood boil. Valen, as Valentine, was kissing (Y/N) in front of an entire crowd while confessing his love to her, only furthering his agenda by taking off his mask and revealing his face for the entire world to see. However, he didn't look at all like himself.

That's probably what he wants.

Silvius, even though he wanted to snap Valen's bones at that point, grinned when pulling up a series of text messages between him and another girl —Jess, his girlfriend, who also just happened to be (Y/N)'s friend.

I can send this to Jess anonymously with proof of Valen being Valentine, and l this will hurt her friendship with (Y/N). With that crumbled friendship, (Y/N)'ll have no one to turn to.

Kana is in the hospital...

Amar, even if he is her 'brother,' is still friends with Jess, so he'll be confused on who to trust.

Nicolai and Jian...

They aren't even threats.

"I'm the only one..." Silvius whispered as his hands stilled on the keyboard, glancing upward to meet the eyes of one of (Y/N)'s pictures, feeling as if her calm (E/C) gaze was peering right through him. "I'm the only one for you... right, (Y/N)? Since I don't care for your friends, and since you were able to come to me before... I'm the only one... right?"

Yeah...

I'll release this tomorrow at lunch, and that will give this 'Jess' enough time to confront (Y/N), and when their relationship severs...

I'll have her.

Smiling to himself rather viciously, he set up an anonymous phone number that would send Jess the text message revealing Valentine as Valen—I mean, it's so obvious that they're the same person—and also the link to the video of him kissing (Y/N). In the long run, he knew that the two girls' friendship would never be the same, but it would also strengthen the relationship between him and (Y/N).

He craved that.

When Silvius looked at the X'ed out pictures of the girl he used to desire before, the one that he had been obsessing over just a few weeks ago before (Y/N) started to consume his mind, he didn't feel anything anymore. Crumpling the pictures in his hands, he tore them from the walls and buried them deep into his trash.

He didn't need them anymore.

He didn't need her anymore.

He had (Y/N).

She was all that he needed.

Breathing in deeply, Silvius shut his computer down and walked out of his room to then descend the stairs toward the dining room, his parents vacant from the table as usual with only the servants surrounding it. Sitting down by himself, a full course meal already prepared for him, he looked to the seat next to him and imagined (Y/N) there.

Smiling for the first time since he arrived home, he began to eat his dinner.

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To be continued...