"Why do you always refuse to look at me?"
"Why do you always have to look at others?"
"You just need to look at me!"
"As long as I'm the only one in your eyes, it'll be fine!"
She held his delicate but pale face, and the arc of the smile on her face was unusually weird. As long as you look at me alone... It'll be fine.
Her smile was as bright as a flower, and he was the only one in her eyes. Her fingertips kept sliding on his face, and her white fingers touched his pale cheek again and again.
Since you always have to look at other people and have other people in your heart... Then, as long as I kill you, you will only belong to me, right? She grinned, stabbing the dagger into his heart. The dagger turned in his heart and brought out the thick blood.
"Everything about you is mine. You can't escape." Her fingertips were still touching his cheek. She looked at his quiet face and smiled.
Then let me say that this article only uses the background of HP, and everything is set a hundred years after the end of HP. If the female protagonist, male protagonist, or anyone else has the phenomenon of Su, please ignore it. I don't hate Su. I even like some well-written Mary Sues. The original party asks for a pat, I have a glass heart. For example, if there are no nobles but pure bloods, I would say that they are just the same person. Please don't take it seriously.