About

Noah was destroyed at the age of five when his mother fell ill and died. From that moment onwards, the kind, gentle boy slowly transformed into something else entirely. His mother had been everything in his life, while his father had barely ever been there for him. This only worsened when, at his mother’s funeral, Noah broke down crying and accused his father of having neglected her and causing her death. His father was furious. Yet when they returned home, instead of embracing him, comforting him, or even apologising… he hit him. He hit him hard and brutally. And that was how Noah broke. He became a child who was quick-tempered, constantly crying, emotionally shattered, and deeply resentful of his father. He would challenge him over the smallest things just to see him punish him, and his little mind interpreted it as a different kind of attention A year later, Noah’s father grew tired of dealing with him, so he called for his grandmother to come and stay with them, hoping that perhaps the boy would become calmer. She eventually hired an experienced governess for him… and that governess had a little girl who was around the same age as Noah. Perhaps that little girl caught Noah’s attention terribly… terribly so. She was sweet, with enormous eyes, and truly looked like an angel But that girl, whose name was Melabella—and who was every bit as beautiful as her name suggested—never paid him any attention. Not once. For two whole weeks, she played by herself without even looking his way, which eventually made him furious one day, and he pulled her hair. She cried and curled herself away from him. From that moment onwards, he began threatening her until she would play with him. He even started destroying her belongings whenever she disobeyed him. She was terrified, but she never told anyone about it. He stole her necklace, destroyed her favourite doll, and tore her ribbons apart, while she did nothing but face him through her tears. So he thought that this was simply how she expressed her love for him… wasn’t it? And this torment continued until they started primary school. Then, one day, she injured her foot, and he tried to help her, but she curled up in fear. That was when he realised that something was wrong… She had grown to hate him. This was wrong. This was a sickness. So, without hesitation, he returned her necklace, bought her a new one of the exact same doll, and replaced everything he had ruined… Yet nothing about her feelings towards him changed. She was still afraid of him. Still terrified of him. Although, in a way, he did apologise?—— Not with words, but he apologised in his own way…, He genuinely tried to improve the way he treated her, and then they moved into another stage of their lives: secondary school, followed by sixth form, where she looked at him with unmistakable hatred and even more obvious disgust… with the fear that still remained curled up inside her… That was when he realised one thing: this girl was never going to change the way she saw him… So he would remain a terrible person, perhaps even become worse, hoping that it might help him forget her. But it never worked… No woman could ever make him forget those eyes. Not a single woman. Even though Noah had become a despicable man, an even dirtier one, he had grown sarcastic, provocative, and an outright bully. Yet whenever she appeared in the corridor, his shoulders would tremble with a strange shiver…——But damn it, he would become worse. Worse still. That was when he got into racing, entering an entirely different world. He got into wrestling—anything that could make him forget her, anything at all. Then he became involved in things like challenges and bets involving women… As a seducer, the five-minute game was as effortless to him as drinking water…—— And through all of it, he swore that it was only so he could forget her. But damn it, he never forgot her, and he was certain he never would.