I Think I’m a Horror Game Villain - Chapter 93
Chapter 93
“….”
The man blinked a few times, seemingly surprised by my question.
Then, a short chuckle, “Pfft.”
‘Beautiful.’
How absurd. That was the thought that crossed my mind. The long lashes casting shadows, the crescent moon shape of his eyes as he smiled, the way his lips curved upwards, revealing a flash of white teeth—it was all breathtakingly beautiful. I couldn’t tear my gaze away from him; his smile radiated pure joy at my simple
“Are you alright?”.
“I should be asking you that.” He carefully took my wrist in his hand. I thought it was just a small cut, but the wound was deeper than I’d realized. His crimson eyes darkened as he saw the still-wet blood blooming across my skin, as if he were the one injured.
His gaze then shifted to my ankle. Long, slender fingers gently traced the swollen skin.
“Ah…!”
At my involuntary gasp, he quickly withdrew his hand.
“I’m sorry….”
His apologetic posture, head bowed low, tugged unexpectedly at my heart.
“Oh, no, it’s alright. It wasn’t your fault…” Well, technically, he was partially responsible. “I tripped and fell on my own, so you don’t need to apologize.”
“Thank you for saying that.” He offered another gentle smile. “It’s not curfew yet, so what are you doing out here?”
“Oh, that… I was going to the restroom.”
“I see.” He nodded, then suddenly swept me into his arms.
“Excuse me?”
Startled by the unexpected action, I struggled, but his arms, holding me securely yet gently, didn’t budge.
“Your ankle’s injured. It’ll be difficult to walk. I’ll carry you to the restroom.”
“I can go by myself. Please put me down…!”
“What if you fall and hurt yourself again?”
“I won’t fall.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Alright.”
To my surprise, he immediately set me down.
‘He’s definitely not a bad ghost. He put me down right away when I asked.’
I placed my foot on the ground, still half-leaning against him.
“Ow…!”
Weight shifted onto my injured ankle, and I lost my balance. The sharp pain made it impossible to stand.
I collapsed against his chest. He caught me, his arms firm around me, preventing my fall. His voice held a teasing lilt, “You said you wouldn’t fall, didn’t you?”
Meeting his playful gaze, I felt a blush creep up my neck. My heart pounded, blood rushing through my veins. This heat spreading through me wasn’t anger or embarrassment. It was something else…
‘Excitement.’
I desperately tried to deny the word that came to mind so naturally. Excitement? At being held by a ghost? That’s insane! Of course, he was being incredibly kind, but this strange feeling was hard to justify.
It had been like this from the moment we met. I’d been terrified as the blue light approached, yet the moment I saw his face within its glow, all fear vanished. His presence was comforting. Talking to him, even being this close, felt completely natural.
I knew nothing about this man—this ghost.
‘Yet he doesn’t feel like a stranger. Why?’
“That was an accident,” I said, forcing a cool tone to mask my confusing emotions.
“Was it?”
“Yes. Now, please let go.”
I tried to push him away. He looked down at me, then answered in a serious voice, “I’m afraid I can’t do that.”
He effortlessly lifted me back into his arms. “I don’t want to see you fall and hurt yourself again, Heyna.”
“….”
I couldn’t voice the words, “Why do you care?” His near-whisper brushed against my ear, sinking deep into my heart, setting my pulse racing.
The warmth of his hand on my waist, the feel of him against my neck, melted my resolve. He began to walk, carrying me.
“Are you really a ghost?” I blurted out, suddenly afraid he could hear the frantic beating of my heart.
What a ridiculous question to ask a ghost. Even I thought it was absurd, yet he didn’t seem fazed. Instead, he countered with a question of his own, “What do you think, Heyna? Do I seem like a ghost? Or a human?”
“Of course…!”
“Of course?”
The words, “You’re a ghost, aren’t you?” hung on the tip of my tongue. He was definitely a ghost. But I couldn’t bring myself to say it, afraid of hurting him.
“…You seem like a ghost, but also like a human.”
My vague answer only made him chuckle again. “That’s the right answer.”
“What?”
“Just as you said, Heyna, I am both a ghost and a human.”
“…Are you teasing me?”
“No. I’m serious.”
“You’re either a ghost or a human. There’s no such thing. Don’t lie.”
“I’m not lying. I would never lie to you, Heyna.”
His gaze and voice were so sincere that I couldn’t help but believe him.
“Heyna.”
“Yes.”
“I trust you.”
“What?”
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