At my mother's command, I did many terrible things: acting as a spy, infiltrating an organization, earning everyone's affection and trust, stealing secrets and priceless treasures, and even betraying my friends at crucial, dangerous moments.
I had always done a good job of hiding it.
My boyfriend trusted and stood up for me, too. "Hey, you lot! Anyone could be a traitor, but my girlfriend definitely isn't one!"
Whenever I heard him defend me like that, I felt both guilty and delighted.
I felt guilty for deceiving him, and delighted that I had him completely fooled. A joyfully twisted expression would always spread across my face.
In the end, after my meddling drove all his friends away, my boyfriend was left with only me. "I'm sorry. Actually... I'm the bad guy who betrayed everyone, you know?"
Then, by chance, I finally told him the whole truth.
Just as I expected, his face twisted horribly. As if he were questioning his whole life and the meaning of being alive, he grabbed my shoulders and said I had ruined his life. "You can't blame me for that, can you? You're just too stupid."
After that, I fled the organization and did every kind of evil deed, until, naturally, I was arrested and put on trial.
Even as I languished in prison, he never once came to visit me. "But my feelings for you were real."
So I wrote a farewell letter and had it delivered to him. "I'm sorry I can't keep our promise and marry you."
(Everyday school life, battle fantasy, twisted pure love, gender transformation)
