After I Transferred My Love Delusion to Someone Else, My Childhood Friend Regretted Looking Down on Me

At the welcome party, my delusions of love flared up again, and my childhood friend, whom I’d grown up with, pushed me to confess to the young master of the capital’s most powerful family. “Your illness can be cured. He’s a thousand times better than me, so go fantasize about dating him!” “Stop clinging to me and acting crazy. It’s seriously annoying.” I fell to the floor. Once I came to my senses, I got up and ran off amid a chorus of laughter. Behind me, I heard my childhood friend joking with the others. “Her delusions are so damn stupid. She thinks I’m dating her.” “Just watch. She’s crazy about me. She’ll come crawling back to beg me any minute.” But he was wrong. After that, I never bothered him again. Later, he heard I’d found a new object for my delusions. He came storming over. “If you’re going to lie, at least make it believable. Who else besides me could put up with you...” Before he could finish, the young master of the capital’s most powerful family suddenly ran out of the bathroom and hugged me. “Don’t go. I’m starved for affection, and you’re just what I need.”