Step in front of the mirror of darkness and take the hand which will guide you further.
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Colors of Insecurity
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"Master Vil looks so magnificent today!" A second-year sitting beside his third-year senpai gawked at him, how naive. Vil was discussing with Rook about a certain first-year, Epel, who was the talk of the dorm these days, while the poor small boy was listening to every single flaw our blonde dorm leader was pointing out. I sighed hysterically, He's always gonna look beautiful no matter how much you compliment him, dumbass. However, like the moron that third-year was, he nodded his head at the second-year's words.
"As expected of our dormleader, he's the true epitome to our beautiful queen of evil!" the third-year praised. Yeah, that's all they can do, compliment him from afar, and he wouldn't even give a sh*t about it. Why would he? He's Vil Schoenheit, the famous model, ambassador for Teneburu and the magicam influencer with 5 million followers, a person with popularity this far-reaching, it's useless to think that he would actually pay attention.
In Pomefiore, if you aren't charismatic as our dorm leader, then you're nothing. Our Vice leader, Rook Hunt, rarely gets the chance to stand beside him during significant commemorations. My eyes traveled back to Vil, he was scolding the first year, Epel Felmier, for his sloppy posture while sitting at the dining table. Always searching for beauty . . .
'Can I be that beauty that you seek so dearly? Or am I going to be an out-cast forever like the rest of those insignificant beings?'
Yes, I know. I like, no, love Vil Schoenheit. But it doesn't matter. He barely paid attention to me as a fellow third year, let alone as a dorm member. He would never prioritize anyone above himself and his tenaciously astounding beauty. Still, I had to fall in love with him out of all people! Love is a curse for me, I've to deal with it until we both graduate and part our ways, and I finally assemble the resilience to get over Vil for good.
"Bonjour, Monsieur (y/n)!" I almost took a 6 feet jump out of fright. Why must he be so sneaky? I lazily glared Rook from the corner of my eyes. The blonde smirked at me, "How has your day been treating you so far?" He asked pleasantly. "Fine, before you came and gave me a heart attack." I snapped, breaking eye contact with the hunter.
Rook laughed as he put a hand over my stiffened shoulders, "Oh? I thought that you had one when you were relishing Roi des Poison from afar."
Expecting me to get flustered and blushing like a maniac that the Hunter of Love knows my dirty secret? Not even in a million years, that's gonna happen. I wasn't surprised then too when he out of nowhere asked me about my romantic interests. I just simply told him a little hint and Rook figured it all out; In the end, he let out a little singing tribute to my impeccable sense of passion. God, he's such a drama queen, a bigger one compared to those Leech Twins. I huffed a little, crossing my hands to feign arrogance, "Yeah, as if."
