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Apparently I have a book boyfriend problem, so I made it everyone else's problem.

😼🖤

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Every girl dreams of shipping herself with her book boyfriend.

So I wrote mine.
Yes.
That's the plot.
Don't look at me like that.

I wanted a silver-haired man.
I wanted him older.
I wanted him rich.
I wanted him calm, intelligent, and terrifyingly competent.

And because apparently normal romance wasn't enough for me-

I made him a yandere.
😌🖤

But listen.

This isn't the kind where he kidnaps her on first chapter and chains her inside a suspiciously luxurious basement.

No.
I have bills.
I'm tired.
My fantasy has evolved.

I want the kind of yandere who looks at me after a twelve-hour hospital shift and says:

"Have you eaten?"

The kind who remembers my schedule better than I do. The kind who lets me curl up in his lap without asking. The kind who can run an entire company but will still notice I forgot my umbrella.

Again.
And yes, I gave him silver hair.
Because I have taste.
Fight me.

😺🏹

Also, Little Cat is quiet.
(Hey 🫵🏿I am quiet too,when I sleep)

Look.
I said he was a yandere.
I didn't say he was normal.

🖤

So if you're here looking for dramatic love triangles, misunderstandings that could be solved by one text message, or fifty chapters before they finally hold hands-

wrong house.

This house has rain on the windows, medical textbooks on the table, CEO paperwork on the sofa, two cups of tea...

and one man who loves his wife with a degree of devotion that probably deserves professional evaluation.

But Little Cat likes him.
I like him.
A LOT.

So we're keeping him.
😆🩷

Welcome to Home.
Come in.

Take off your shoes.
Don't touch Little Cat.
Master is watching.

-😽with love,Orange Tabby🖤