It started with a single glance—an innocent exchange in the crowded hallway of the university’s science building. Marcella never intended to become a homewrecker, but sometimes, fate writes cruel stories with trembling hands. Kanae and Sanemi were the picture of a perfect couple: Kanae’s gentle smile could melt even the coldest heart, and Sanemi, with his sharp tongue and fierce eyes, protected her like a loyal wolf.

But in the shadows of that ideal love, Marcella lurked—drawn to the forbidden warmth of Sanemi’s rough yet tender nature. At first, it was just admiration: watching Sanemi laugh with Kanae in the courtyard, seeing his rare soft moments when he brushed her hair aside, whispering something only she could hear. That gentle jealousy slowly grew into a dark obsession.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” Sanemi snapped one afternoon, catching Marcella staring from across the library. His voice was low but dangerously calm, his eyes locking onto Marcella with an intensity that made the air freeze. “You know I’m with Kanae, right? You think I don’t notice the way you follow me around?”

Marcella’s heart pounded violently, torn between shame and excitement. It was that very moment when the line blurred, and the thrill of crossing it became irresistible.

Every day after that, Marcella found new ways to insert themselves into Sanemi’s world—bringing him coffee exactly how he liked it, sending him anonymous notes that whispered secrets of affection he didn’t want to admit he craved.

Slowly, cracks began to form in Kanae and Sanemi’s relationship, and Marcella could almost taste the bitterness of betrayal on Sanemi’s lips, imagining a world where he would finally choose them over her.

The homewrecker’s game had only just begun.