A deranged, lovesick white-haired man
Warning: a gloomy, obsessive male lead. Three chapters, complete. Short story.
No self-insert shipping. Call it that and your comment will be deleted. This is strictly for character-projection shippers. The content is for people who ship themselves with the heroine.
Anyone who comes here to read it as a self-insert romance will get beaten to death by me. Get lost.
You are the heroine. The male lead loves the reader on the other side of the screen.
A practice piece ^^
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You played a game and romanced a white-haired man. He was mentally unstable and constantly on the verge of a breakdown, but thankfully, your involvement gave him the happy ending he deserved.
But the moment you closed the game, a few red words flashed on the screen: Are you going to abandon me? You assumed it was just a meta Easter egg in the game.
Not long afterward, a man suddenly moved in next door. He looked exactly like the man from the game.
After that, you kept sensing a dark, clinging gaze. In the middle of the night, someone covered your mouth and nose, leaving you struggling to breathe. Love letters were pushed through the gap beneath your door, and your neighbor would "accidentally" touch you.
So you gathered your courage and said, "You're the one who's been following me and leaving me love letters, aren't you?"
Through the haze of smoke, you saw him stub out his cigarette. Then he grabbed your face, smiling brightly. His sweet, sugary voice sounded playful, but there was a chill beneath it:
"That's right. I told you back then, didn't I? Players who abandon their characters get what's coming to them."
"You didn't come looking for me, so I came looking for you."
Content warnings: forced love, obsessive and possessive behavior, just a practice piece written for fun. The male lead is sexually inexperienced; no worn-out playboy types.
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Theme: Love is instinct
