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Chapter 1 - The Antagonistโ€™s Shackles: Eternal Defeat

๐™‡๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š

โ€ขโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€ขโ€ขโœฆ โ™ก โœฆโ€ขโ€ขโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ€ข

Is love blind and deaf? No. To me, love is the cruellest executioner of all.

I choose to silence this feeling, to drown it in the deepest chasm until it crumbles under the weight of silent gravity.

Yet the harder I press it down, the fiercer it rebels. This feeling wants to burst forth, to run and crash against your chest, shouting out every wound I've hidden away. But I knowโ€”this is nothing but a delusion in what they call a "perfect dream."

๐˜—๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด...

๐˜ˆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ...

Those lyrics mock me. I want to vanish into the thick of night, turn back time to a point where we never met at all. Because without that meeting, there would be no gaping hole in my chest when I see you holding her hand.

In my dreams, you are the axis of my world.

In reality? You belong only to someone else.

Should I fight to take you?

Should I shatter the happiness you so proudly display?

I could do it. Yet I fear the look on your faceโ€”the look of pure disgust the world usually reserves for someone cast as the villain.

I've read those novels, and I'm sick of them.

Why is the antagonist's struggle always branded as disgrace? The one who came first, who knew you when you were nobodyโ€”so why is the "newcomer" hailed as the light?

The world calls her a "wretched woman," a "homewrecker," or a "relationship destroyer" simply for wanting to take back what should have been hers.

Why is the protagonist always pure, when they're the real thief? They're the one who slipped in and stole another's destiny!

But this is my cursed role. I will never win, for the author of this universe has already written a tragic end for me.

I was defeated even before the battle began. I surrender not because I am weak, but because I love you too much to become a monster in your eyes. I choose to fall apart alone rather than see you look at me with hatred.

A bitter truth I must swallow whole:

"๐™„๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™, ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ค๐™ก๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™„ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ฌ๐™–๐™ฎ๐™จ ๐™—๐™š ๐™ช๐™ฉ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™š๐™›๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š๐™™ ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ฌโ€”๐™ฌ๐™๐™ค ๐™—๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™จ ๐™ก๐™–๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฃ๐™ค ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š."

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