Life In The Limelight : The Depressed Boy Has 4 Yandere Girlfriends-Chapter 27: Conduit

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The next day, Holo walked into Felicia's room, his heart pounding slightly. After yesterday's tense meeting with Trixie and Scarlet, he knew he needed to address what was going on between him and Felicia. She had come so far in such a short amount of time, but her feelings for him were undeniable—and he needed to understand them better.

Felicia was sitting in her usual spot, but the moment she saw him, her red eyes lit up, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks. "Holo," she said softly, her tone filled with warmth. "You're here."

He gave her a small smile, taking a seat across from her. "Of course. I told you I'd be back."

Felicia clasped her hands in her lap, fidgeting slightly. "What's on your mind?" she asked, her voice tinged with nervousness.

Holo hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Yesterday, Trixie and Scarlet said some things about you—about how you look at me. I wanted to ask... is that true?"

Felicia's blush deepened, and she looked away, biting her lip. "What did they say?"

"They said you're obsessed with me," Holo said bluntly. "That you feel about me the way they do."

Felicia was silent for a moment, her hands trembling slightly. Finally, she took a deep breath and looked up at him, her red eyes filled with a mix of vulnerability and intensity. "They're right," she admitted. "Over the past week, my mind has done a complete 180—no, a 270. Everything I used to feel, everything I used to want, it's all changed."

Holo tilted his head slightly, his expression soft. "What do you mean?"

"I mean... I don't feel the way I used to," Felicia said, her voice trembling. "I don't think about... assaulting people anymore. I don't even feel attracted to people anymore. It's just you, Holo."

He blinked, surprised by her words. "Just me?"

Felicia nodded, her cheeks flushed. "When I look at you, it's like nothing else in the world matters. You make me feel things I've never felt before. It's... overwhelming."

Holo frowned slightly. "But is it healthy? I mean, I don't want you to replace one addiction with another."

Felicia gave a bitter laugh, her eyes glistening. "I've thought about that. At first, I was terrified. You helped me stop thinking about porn, stop obsessing over the things that ruined my life. But then... you replaced it. Now, it's just you, Holo. When I see you, I burn with a desire stronger than anything I've ever felt."

Holo's face flushed, and he looked away. "That's... a lot to take in."

"I know," Felicia said softly. "But it's the truth. You saved me, Holo. And now... I can't stop thinking about you. About being with you. About... you know." She trailed off, her cheeks bright red.

Holo cleared his throat, trying to push past the awkwardness. "Felicia, do you actually like me? I mean, really like me?"

Felicia looked him straight in the eye, her gaze unwavering. "I don't just like you, Holo. I love you. I've never felt this way about anyone before. It's not just lust—it's something deeper. You're the only person who's ever cared about me, who's ever tried to understand me."

Holo's heart raced as her words sank in. He took a deep breath, his next words carefully measured. "Felicia, if that's how you feel... would you want to be my girlfriend? And maybe, someday, my wife?"

Her eyes widened, and for a moment, she looked completely stunned. Then, a slow, radiant smile spread across her face, and tears welled up in her eyes. "Yes," she said without hesitation. "Yes, Holo, I would."

Relief washed over him, and he gave her a small smile. "This way, you don't have to feel guilty about your feelings. If we're together, we can work through this—together."

Felicia stood up, her legs trembling slightly as she stepped toward him. Before he could say anything else, she threw her arms around him, pulling him into a tight embrace. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Thank you for giving me a chance."

Holo hugged her back, his heart pounding in his chest. For the first time, he felt like he was truly helping her—not just as a counselor, but as someone who genuinely cared about her.

As they stood there, Felicia's mind raced with thoughts of the future. She knew she still had a long way to go, but for the first time in years, she felt like there was hope. And that hope was standing right in front of her.