Ever since discovering Brian's true intentions, I'd secretly been collecting evidence. That was the real reason I stopped resisting the bullying later on.
At my most painful moments, when nobody was paying attention, I would quietly smile to myself.
The crueler they became, the uglier their faces twisted with malice, the happier I felt inside.
I thought, 'Go ahead. Use every disgusting insult and filthy trick. Attack me as much as you want.'
I accepted everything with a smile.
Because with every wound, I got closer to the day I'd been waiting for.
Maybe I was crazy too. The kind of person who could hide in darkness for years just to reach a goal.
Brian never expected himself to fall for me.
Every time he "saved" me, he became more addicted to the dependence in my eyes. That feeling
