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hwangshin : only have eyes 4 you

published july 14, 2025. 11420 words
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yuna pov.

I still remember the cold feel of the USB in my hand.

My friend at the time, Hyewon, ran to me crying. She was at war piecing together the words, but I made out that Yeji had been messaging her late at night. Tormenting, demanding, belittling.

Yeji's pick-up line was enticing, her charm worked without fail. Those eyes Hyewon were caught in like webs, a fragrance that'd cling like cigarette smoke. She's the type that'd appear in dreams if it weren't for her existence.

I knew all about it. A while back, Yeji didn't just ask me out, but she made a whole scene of it. Stomping to me with the same old allure she used on everyone, barefaced, dark-eyed, like she knew I'd fold before she even opened her mouth.

I said yes. And it's my biggest regret.

She flirted with flowers. Left gum sticks and chocolates on my desk. Laughed too loud in hallways when she trailed behind me. All to prove that she loved me, so I wouldn't walk away.

Our relationship was private, even though we were together 24/7. We kissed. We hung out. We bought each other things. We held hands.

She'd even refill my water bottle without me asking.

My sister, Eunjae, warned me. Told me Yeji wasn't a good person. Though she never explained why. She just said she knew things about her.

I ignored her for a while... until Yeji started showing sides I never expected.

She liked control. She liked when I did what she said. She liked yanking my hair with her fists. She liked talking behind my back.

It shattered me. So, I broke up with her. I finally took Eunjae's word for it.

Yeji didn't react. Just looked at me like I'd said nothing. Told me she loved me, like nothing had changed.

She ruthlessly derived joy from watching me refuse and requesting for her to leave me alone. There was no questioning it. She never knew when to back off. It was like the word limit didn't apply to her.

I vividly recalled her indifferent "aw" as I forced her away with a shove. Her fingertips grazed me as she hovered closer, saying, "You think that's going to stop me?"

They must've seen her as the class clown because our friends found it funny!

It wasn't sweet. It was premeditated. And I wasn't stupid like the others to believe she meant something genuine. It was a fact few knew and barely discussed; she leeched off anyone she found attractive, luring them in without hesitation. She just wanted to be hot in front of others all the time, trying to prove herself.

I hated how she was untouchable. Glamorous. Teachers called her the model student. Fangirls insisted she was just misunderstood. Gentle tone, fixed hair, lovely attitude.

That was what society saw.

Things took a turn for the worst as conversations leveled. Privately. My friend walked right into that trap, unaware she was now lost in this mastermind's maze.

I reviewed the texts. Yeji assured her it was harmless. Then, she urged her to quit overreacting or she'd expose the suggestive pictures that were sent. When Hyewon didn't respond, Yeji threatened to cross the line and share this: "I saw you hook up with that geeky college kid. I'll tell everybody how much of a whore you are."

Hyewon was scared, wondering how Yeji traced her effortlessly. And I finally confirmed how Yeji really was under her facade. Insatiable and evil.

I needed to act fast so that Yeji would back off and think twice. At least for my friend. How could she turn out so wicked?