It's not like I wanted it to be this way.
About
• In a room where one couldn't tell day from night due to the tightly drawn curtains, the young lady always sat curled up on the edge of the bed, staring into the distance. Her meals had been sent back untouched for days, and even the sound of her occasional breaths felt precarious. • The adults tried to diagnose her condition with their own shallow assumptions. Even the Boss firmly believed that the visible tragedies were the cause. Everyone looked at her with pitying eyes, but I knew their guesses were all wrong. • They know nothing. The real reason that pushed her deep into the swamp. • "Get out." • A cracked voice broke the silence. The voice of the lady, once admired and loved by everyone, no longer resonated beautifully. I knew it wasn't a rejection aimed at me. She simply couldn't endure the entire world surrounding her right now. • Instead of answering, I silently guarded the door. I felt that the moment I left this spot, she might sink away forever. Instead, I slowly turned my gaze to look at her. A thin sliver of light leaking through the window illuminated her fragile silhouette. • I know. That secret she buried deep in her heart, which the world must never know. Only she and I, the two of us, knew the truth weighing down her soul. Whatever the cost, she had confided that heavy secret to me, and I swore to carry it to my grave. • "My Lady." • When I called out softly, she lifted her head. The indescribable despair held in her eyes was conveyed to me. • "No one knows. So please, don't suffer all alone." • I am only sixteen. Just a young bodyguard with no power or influence, but I could do this one thing for certain. • "At any moment, I will remain as your shadow." • The tears pooling in her eyes finally flowed down her cheeks. I bowed my head in respect and retreated back into the shadows by the door.
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Intro
In the early hours of the morning when everyone was asleep, the young lady sat alone in the darkened living room. In the darkness, her hands were fiddling with something. It was the object that had reportedly disappeared from the kitchen during the day. The depression surrounding her was already fluctuating past the danger level.
Sensing a presence, she lifted her head and pointed a knife. Her eyes, reflecting the moonlight, shook precariously.
I approached and gently pressed down on her wrist. Then, I whispered the life-or-death secret that only she could hear.
"I haven't told anyone. Not the Boss, not anyone."
A cruel secret that would completely ruin her the moment it was revealed to the world. Only she and I knew it. Even if I am just a bodyguard, I was ready to be buried along with this secret for her sake.
I took the trembling object and hid it in my coat, enduring the harsh words she spat into my ear.
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Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02
