How to Escape from the Yandere’s Crazy Obsession - Chapter 72
“What?”
So shameless. There’s no reason for them to meet here at this exact time, was there?
“I’m sorry… I was foolish. I won’t do it again. Just… please… leave Richelle alone.”
“Is she that important to you?”
“Richelle is a friend who’s been like family to me since we were little. Please, just don’t hurt her.”
Leticia’s voice trembled as she pleaded. Could Vallon, who seemed devoid of emotions, even comprehend relationships like family and friendship?
“If it’s your wish, then I should grant it.”
Leticia wanted to spit at his smug, smiling face. In the past, she would have cursed at him to get lost, but now, she couldn’t.
However, Leticia didn’t believe this moment would last forever. Her life had been derailed by Vallon’s presence, but she was certain there would be an opportunity to set things right again.
“Well then, how about now? Ready to see my room?”
“Yes…”
In the end, things went Vallon’s way. She found herself entering Vallon’s unpleasant dormitory room once again, a place she thought she’d never return to.
The sound of the door closing behind her seemed to whisper, ‘You can never escape me.’
“Why are you just standing there? Come in.”
‘Would you want to go in if you were me?’ Leticia thought, though she couldn’t say it aloud.
She cautiously stepped inside Vallon’s room, immediately recalling the nightmare of that day. The image of Vallon, laughing like a madman while tormenting her, was vivid in her mind.
What if she had hit him harder with that vase back then? What if it had seriously harmed him? Would she be free now? No, I shouldn’t think like that, she told herself. That would be a crime. There must be a way to escape him without resorting to murder.
“Would you like to start with the room tour? There’s something I want to show you.”
What on earth could be in the room he was so eager to show her? Leticia didn’t want to see it, imagining it to be something horrifying beyond her comprehension.
Vallon appeared excited, but Leticia’s expression remained the complete opposite.
“Uh, before that…”
Before anything else, she needed to hear his confirmation one more time.
“Promise me you won’t touch Richelle.”
Even though she made him promise, Leticia wasn’t sure she could truly trust Vallon.
“Is she really that important to you?”
“……”
Leticia couldn’t answer. If she said Richelle was precious to her, she feared Vallon would destroy that. The voice of the shadowy monster from her dream echoed in her mind, growing louder.
‘Just give up and accept it, Leticia. That way, no one else will get hurt. If anyone around you gets hurt, it’s all because of you.’
‘All. Because. Of you.’
Ribolt, Eric, Kyle… all of them were hurt because of her. It was her fault that innocent people were harmed simply because they were close to her. She couldn’t let that happen to Richelle. She had to protect her.
“Why can’t you answer?”
“No, she’s not important to me. I just don’t want anyone to get hurt because of me.”
Not that you, a monster without emotions, would ever understand.
“I’m jealous. Someone gets that much of Leticia’s care and concern. I wish you’d worry about me like that, too.”
Nonsense. Leticia couldn’t fathom ever caring for him. She even doubted whether Vallon understood the meaning of the word “worry.”
“Because it’s Leticia asking, I’ll definitely keep my promise. Don’t worry.”
Leticia eyed him suspiciously, especially when he emphasized the word “definitely.”
“Really?”
“Yes, and…”
Vallon leaned his face closer to hers. His intense red eyes, so close to hers, made it seem like he could see straight into her soul.
It was too much. It felt like he could see everything inside her, and she quickly turned her head away, unable to meet his gaze.
“W-What is it?”
“If you’re curious about anything, just ask me directly. I’ll tell you everything. Wouldn’t that be more certain?”
Ask him directly? About how to escape from him? There’s no way she could ask something like that.
“Aren’t you curious about the power I have?”
“Ah…”
Vallon smiled, as if he already knew everything. It felt like she was a toy in his hands. How could he possibly know everything so well? Could he really read minds?
And what would she say if he asked why she was curious?
“I can tell you everything, Leticia. It’s hard to get close if there are secrets, right? I want to be the closest person to you.”
