Im supposed to destroy her as planned.
Annihilate and wipe her from existence. Thats all. I loathe her so much, I was supposed to. Thats the original script.
Dont touch. Dont taint. Dont taste.
But shes too irresistible. I never expected to come face to face with the goddess and destruction, who possesses, feline, Medusa-like eyes that disarm me completely.
Im so entranced by her fiery mannerisms; she is a challenge in both academics and snowboarding. I love challenges.
The urge to sink her life so deep into the hypothermic snow that no one ever finds her again grips every second. The urge to defeat her in her area of expertise haunts me.
Until it doesnt.
Until the pressure to take her life mounts unbearably. Theres a lot at stake. Im caught between a tug of war of my feelings. They say theres a thin line between love and hate.
And I never believed the other side existed until I was trapped there.
Until my nemesis became my only salvation and will to live.
Until I became a pawn in my own game.
