Y/N paced the length of her apartment, the dim light casting shadows across her sharp features.
Her reflection in the window stared back at her, a haunting reminder of the person she had buried beneath years of pretense and sacrifice.
Tonight, that version of her was clawing its way back to the surface, stronger, fiercer, and unapologetically ruthless.
"You wanted me to be soft, you force me to be one at what cost to let me and my mom survive "
she murmured, her voice cold and cutting, laced with venom.
She stopped pacing, her fingers gripping the edge of the counter as her mind swirled with bitter memories.
"A perfect little doll who respects everyone, even the ones who stab her in the back. A girl who smiles even when she's burning inside. Someone humble, selfless, and always bending to everyone's will."
She laughed bitterly, the sound hollow and mocking.
"But you forgot something,"
she said, her lips curving into a dark smirk.
"that you yourself let the devil alive under the same roof as yours"
Her eyes glinted like shards of broken glass, reflecting the fire raging within her.
"I was never that girl. I was never made to kneel, to cower, or to follow rules written by cowards. I am not the person you wanted me to be—I never was."
She stepped closer to the mirror, staring herself down as if she were facing an adversary.
Her voice dropped to a near whisper, but every word carried the weight of her resolve.
"you forgot i am the real nightmere her not you _____i__i am the one"
"you want to control me? i Let you try."
" I don't break—I shatter others."
" you wanted me to play by the rules you created, but I write my own. And when someone dares to hurt me or what's mine, I make sure they destroy themselves without even realizing it."
Her smirk deepened, and she tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with unrestrained malice.
"He's the player of blood,"
she whispered, thinking of Jungkook, the man who embraced his darkness to protect what he loved.
"He knows how to end things with a bullet, with brute force, with the kind of rage that leaves bodies in its wake. But me?"
She let out a low chuckle, stepping back and spreading her arms as if daring the world to challenge her.
"I don't need blood to win. I play with minds. I dismantle people piece by piece, until they're begging for mercy at my feet. I don't need to touch them to make them kneel. They'll fall apart on their own, unraveling under the weight of the games I create. I make them destroy themselves."
Y/N turned away from the mirror, her movements fluid and deliberate, as if every step carried the weight of her transformation. Her voice grew colder, sharper, like the edge of a knife.
"you stole my everything from me,"
she hissed.
"My life, my family, my peace. And you think I'll let it go? That I'll forgive and forget? No."
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