Shadows of desire || SVT ||

(97) Act or Feelings ?

Yuri wiped her tears, taking a deep breath to steady herself. She knew that making decisions in emotional turmoil could jeopardize everything she had been working for. Resolute, she grabbed a pen and reached for the diary she had brought from the library earlier. The pages felt cool beneath her fingertips as she opened it to a fresh page, ready to map out her strategy.

Target 1
Lee Chan
In progress

Target 2
Kim Mingyu
In progress

Target 3
Joshua Hong
(Almost Complete)

As she wrote “Almost complete” next to Joshua's name, a smirk crept onto her lips, a mix of satisfaction and mischief. “Let’s get you to feel some love, Mr. Gentleman...” she whispered to herself, a playful glint in her eyes. The thought of leading them on, of testing their feelings, stirred a thrill within her.

But deep down, she also felt a pang of guilt. She was manipulating their emotions, toying with their hearts, but she justified it in her mind. It was for the greater good. Each entry was more than just a target; it was a reflection of her complicated feelings, a way to navigate through the tangled web of love and Obsession.

Yuri's heart raced as she considered her next steps. She needed to pull them closer, make them understand the depth of her affection, and in doing so, perhaps confront her own feelings head-on. “They have to understand,” she muttered, her resolve hardening. “This isn’t just a game. I can’t let them get hurt, but I need to show them what they mean to love.”

She glanced down at her diary, her heart pounding with determination. “It’s time to turn the tables,” she said, a fierce determination igniting within her. “If they want to play, then let’s play. I’ll make them feel everything I’ve been holding back.”

With renewed purpose, she closed the diary, the sound of the cover snapping shut echoing her commitment. Each target was a piece of her heart she was willing to risk, and she knew the stakes were high. But the thrill of the chase, the prospect of deepening their bonds, was too enticing to resist.

“Let’s see how far I can go,” she said softly, her voice steady with conviction. “They think they know love, but I’ll show them what it truly means to care.”

With that, Yuri stood up, ready to face the day, her heart aflame with both ambition and the hope that, in the end, she wouldn’t just emerge victorious but would also find the love she had been searching for all along.

Yuri carefully tucked her diary back between the books, ensuring it was well concealed. She felt a surge of satisfaction as she did so, knowing that her plans were taking shape. After securing the diary, she moved to the bathroom basin, retrieving a knife she had taken from the kitchen. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she steadied her breath and made a big cut on her finger, watching as the blood trickled down.

Once she rinsed the knife and placed it back in the drawer, she wrapped her finger with a handkerchief, feeling a sense of release wash over her. With renewed determination, she stepped out of the bathroom.

Yuri took a deep breath, steadying herself as she entered the dimly lit hallway on the third floor. Each door loomed before her, a barrier between her and the emotions she felt swirling inside her. The sight of the seven doors felt overwhelming, each one a possible route to someone she cared about.

Which one is Joshua's? she thought, biting her lip in frustration. She could feel the throbbing from the cut on her finger, a small reminder of the emotional turmoil that simmered just below the surface. With every pulse, the pain grounded her, reminding her of her resolve.