Chapter : 07
Sirynieu opened his eyes.
Outside the window, the road was rushing past.
At that moment, a sharp stinging pain pierced the eye hidden beneath his eyepatch.
Pain in his cursed left eye meant only one thing—there were monsters nearby.
Grabbing the eyepatch with one hand, Sirynieu struck the wall of the carriage.
Hearing the sound, the coachman tightened the reins.
Before the carriage could even slow down, Sirynieu leaped out and swiftly scanned his surroundings.
‘On the hill.’
He ran straight toward the place where he sensed the monster’s presence.
The hill wasn’t very high, and he reached the top after only a short sprint.
“Kiiyaaak!”
A monster let out a shrill scream.
Sirynieu drew the sword at his waist and plunged it into the creature’s chest.
One monster vanished, but there were quite a few more shuffling toward him.
Still, Sirynieu didn’t even blink.
When he was younger than he was now, he’d once been abandoned in a forest crawling with far more monsters than this.
With an indifferent expression, Sirynieu cut them down.
There was no wasted movement in his actions.
With the bare minimum of motion, he stabbed the monsters that charged at him, then flicked the blood from his blade onto the ground.
‘What?’
For a brief moment, behind a monster that dissolved into smoke after losing its life, he saw a crouched figure.
‘A person?’
Sirynieu narrowed his eyes and focused.
“Mm….”
The figure, who had been lying with their back turned, shifted and rolled over.
It was a woman.
A monster’s aura was usually unbearable for ordinary people.
Anyone who encountered monsters this close would typically lose consciousness.
Yet the woman lying on the ground was clearly asleep.
Caught off guard, Sirynieu hesitated.
In that split second, one of the remaining monsters lunged at him.
With part of his vision blocked by the blind left eye, his reaction was a fraction too slow—and the monster slashed his wrist.
Sirynieu frowned briefly, then kicked the monster away.
It let out a chilling shriek as it flew through the air.
Unfortunately, it landed right beside the sleeping woman.
“Damn it.”
As Sirynieu hurriedly adjusted his grip on his sword, the woman opened her eyes.
“…Huh?”
“Kraaagh!”
The monster screamed and pushed itself up.
“What is that?! Someone help!”
Frozen in terror, the woman screamed without moving.
The monster swelled its body and reached toward her.
It was faster than Sirynieu by a step.
The woman instinctively raised her hands to cover her face.
Just as the monster’s hand was about to touch her, sparks flew from the point of contact.
The monster shrieked and recoiled.
Seizing the opportunity, Sirynieu rushed forward and severed its neck.
The monster dissipated into smoke.
Beyond it, he saw the woman sitting on the ground, her gray eyes wide.
* * *
The moment our eyes met through the drifting smoke…
I knew it instinctively.
‘Is this… love-at-first-sight fandom trauma?’
It wasn’t like I’d never fangirled before.
But that had just been a hobby—something to talk about with friends, a way for a teenager to find joy in a harsh school life.
I’d seen handsome celebrities and thought, Yeah, he’s good-looking, but my heart had never reacted like this before.
I used to think that looks were nice, but charm mattered more.
I regretted all those years I’d wasted thinking that way.
Men are all about a handsome face and a perfect body.
Past me, do you understand now?
‘So my blank, unblemished fangirl life was all just to meet you….’
Without even realizing my mouth had fallen open, I stared at the perfect creation of God standing before me.
His long eyes, without double eyelids, slanted sharply upward.
‘Those eyelashes are insane… I could hide from the rain under those….’
The violet irises beneath them were my favorite color in the world.
How can a human’s eyes be purple?
The eyepatch over his left eye matched the uniform of the world’s most handsome man perfectly.
‘This concept is illegal.’
When the face genius tilted his head slightly, his thick black hair fell messily across his forehead.
Sexy.
The pronounced brow bone, the straight, perfectly balanced nose, the lips that curved slightly upward even at rest…
It wasn’t just the face.
The body was unreal.
Broad shoulders so open they’d make a highway feel cramped.
Did he secretly stuff a hamburger in his chest or something?
Why was he so firm yet so sculpted?
His waist, cinched by a belt, was slim in contrast to his shoulders, and his hips were narrow beneath it…
“Hey.”
I’d lost my mind.
How can a human be made like this?
Wait—was he talking to me?
Oh my god. Can he see me?
What is that voice? So sweet…
I’ll drink zero-calorie drinks forever! I’ve had enough sugar already!
“Hey, can’t you hear me?”
Look at that prickly personality… totally living up to his face.
‘I’m officially a fan.’
I tried to answer, but my heart was pounding too hard.
At this rate, my heartbeat would be louder than my voice.
‘Oh no, what do I do? My heart’s racing!’
Well… hearts are supposed to beat, right?
Was I just startled by the monster?
That was when it finally hit me—I’d almost been killed by a movie-level monster.
‘Wait… almost died? Did I actually die? Is this happiness that ran into my life a face-angel or a real angel?’
While I was trying to process the situation, the angelic face slowly moved closer.
I could practically hear Sanctus playing in my ears.
Those soft, full lips parted slightly.
Mom… I’m dizzy….
As I pressed a hand to my forehead, the unbelievably handsome man reached out to me.
When I looked at his hand, I gasped.
Blood was running from his wrist, dripping down his palm.
“Ah—!”
Panicking, I hurriedly untied the ribbon around my waist and wiped the blood.
The yellow ribbon quickly soaked red.
I was so focused on stopping the bleeding that I didn’t even realize I’d grabbed the hand of a man I’d just met.
He frowned and twisted his wrist, grabbing mine instead.
“Who are you?”
As he grasped my wrist, blood smeared onto my bracelet.
Suddenly, I felt something strange.
It was like a tight cord was wrapping around my wrist.
Startled, I looked down and saw the blood-soaked bracelet glowing.
“Huh?”
The blood touching the bracelet split into multiple strands like red thread, floating into the air and wrapping around both our wrists.
When he let go, the thread stretched between us, then suddenly flashed and scattered into nothing.
I looked at him.
He was looking back at me.
The moment our eyes met, my heart began beating strangely.
My breath grew shallow, and I could feel the blood circulating through my heart heating up.
Even in the chaos, I couldn’t tear my gaze away from his violet eyes.
I felt an overwhelming urge to step closer, to brush aside his messy hair, to touch his sharp cheek.
As I struggled to catch my breath, my lips parted slightly.
As if enchanted, he reached toward me.
His large, beautifully shaped hand came closer, and I unconsciously inhaled.
When his hand touched my wrist, the spot burned hot, sending a ticklish sensation through me.
“Could it be… that you’re the one from the prophecy—”
The moment I realized the incarnation of beauty from the heavens was holding my wrist, my ears rang and my limbs trembled, drowning out the rest of his words.
‘What do I even look like right now?’
I slowly looked down at myself.
Ah.
Wearing a dress.
Sleeping sprawled out on the grass.
And then meeting the world’s most handsome man.
My face burst into flames.
‘Oh god, this is so embarrassing!’
Snapping back to my senses, I gently removed his hand from my wrist and bowed deeply.
“Good work!”
Then I ran straight down the hill.
When I glanced back while running, the living Louvre, bathed in divine light, was staring after me.
I practically rolled all the way back to the mansion.
The servants in the garden tried to speak to me, but I didn’t have time to respond.
‘I definitely stuffed it in here….’
Inside the very back of the lowest drawer in the side table.
I crouched on the floor and pulled out the guidebook I’d hidden there.
I flipped through it several times, looking for anything related to what had just happened, but found nothing.
Instead, I learned exactly who the face genius I’d met was.
“Black hair, violet eyes. Male lead number one? Sirynieu… Even his name is cool.”
I devoured the short description over and over.
When I saw El’s comment saying there was nothing to see about him except his looks, I scoffed.
‘What do you mean there’s nothing else to see?!’
He’d taken down monsters effortlessly.
I remembered the grotesque creatures getting obliterated in a single strike.
And! If someone that good-looking is too kind, the world becomes unfair—but his slightly cold way of speaking was perfect.
Some might say bad personalities are a turn-off, but—
‘It’s not like I’m dating him.’
Being a fan means cheering from afar and watching.
‘A great face and great skills—that’s the best!’
I flopped onto the floor and kicked at the air.
My chest felt so full I couldn’t bear it without flailing around like this.
Lying there, I raised my arm and looked at my wrist.
The blood and strange threads from earlier had completely disappeared.
“…What was that, anyway?”
