Novels by Yuno

#Blood sensor DK entered the funeral room with his black attire and a black hat. There was no one inside except for a large photo surrounded by flowers and burning candles- the CEO of King's Company. As DK laid down his bouquet, a group of men in black suits entered the room. They lined up on either side, while one man walked in middle, smoking a cigarette, stood watching the CEO's portrait. He suddenly flicked his cigarette towards the table, the ashes landing on the table of CEO. Quickly realizing his mistake, he apologized with his trembling hand, "Ohhhh, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have smoked near you... I hope our company will continue as it always has. I promise to avenge your death."Infront DK, curious turns around, interrupted him, "Who are you to him?"The man, recognizing DK, exclaimed, "Aren't you the one I met in the restroom?"Surprised, DK replied, "Oh, yeah. What a coincidence."The man asked, "Why are you here? Who are you to him?"DK calmly responded, "It's so sa

Before the fencing battle between DK and Halen, DK was driving to Halen's location. However, on the highway, he stopped his car beside a public restroom. Exiting the vehicle, DK began to contemplate, his mind drifting as he analyzed the surroundings."At night, Diana and I go to the club," he mused.As DK walked, his gaze fixed on the restroom, his thoughts continued. "Because of overdrinking, she might end up here while heading home. It'll be filthy and dark at night, and then... she will vanish."Suddenly, five or six men clad in black suits emerged from the restroom. DK and the men made eye contact, but their attention was drawn to DK's burned palm, piquing their curiosity. They approached him.One of the men in black suits addressed DK, "Wait, you resemble Aryan."DK smiled and responded, "Do I look like him?"-"No, we were just curious," the man replied.DK replied, "No, I'm not. It seems he used to be your main person."-"You don't need to know that," another man interjected. "H

Slinggggg~The sound of fencing blades clashing filled the air as the clock struck 6 pm. Through the large front window, the warm hues of the sunset cast a golden glow on the two silhouetted figures engaged in their match. The entire room was bathed in shades of orange and red.Slinggggg~The figures were DK and Halen, who had met at DK's restaurant. A gentle breeze caused the curtains to billow gracefully around them.DK and Halen continued their fierce battle. DK aimed for Halen's head, but Halen deftly parried his attack with his own foil and swiftly countered by sweeping DK's legs out from under him. With DK on the ground, Halen advanced his foil towards DK's head, securing victory in the duel.Before at the dinner, Diana and her group were gathered in the living hall, with DK absent. Diana took the opportunity to address them sternly, saying, "If any of you dare to interfere with DK and me, I'll make sure you regret it, just like I did back in high school. I believe everyone here

While DK was gone, everyone was at the restroom. Diana noticed DK leaving and let down her hair, reaching for Haikyu's hand. However, Haikyu, angered by her behavior, pulled away from her grasp and walked aside.Tinni blurted out teasing, "Did you really spike her drink?" glancing at Tommy. Diana retorted, "Do you honestly believe I would stoop so low as to drug you two trash?"Tinni approached her angrily, "You filthy bitch..." but Haikyu stepped in, saying, "Oh, this isn't your dump street to rule. This is a palace where princesses reside."Behind Haikyu, Diana smirked at Tinni, reaching out to touch Haikyu and call him.As Haikyu turned to light a cigarette, Diana snatched it from his mouth and began smoking. Suddenly, Simp started shouting, "What did you do to Tommy?"Diana sighed in frustration, "How many times do I have to tell you? And one more thing, I didn't invite her to dinner." Simp sat on the floor, and Diana raised her foot towards Simp, saying softly, "Don't forget who

Dunter stood at the edge of the school roof, contemplating suicide, but as memories of his life flashed before him, he realized he had a duty to fulfill. He knew he had to save his mother from her current condition. It was for her sake that he stepped back from the brink, withdrew from education, and distanced himself from everything.He was retreating from everything and everyone, with only one motive to keep him going—the need to save his mother.Now, he understood that everyone must step back in order to rise again.From that day forward, he faded from everyone's mind like a dream forgotten in the light of day."As Dunter fell back from the edge of the roof, he began shouting into the vastness of the black, dark night, with only the moon as a silent witness to his tears. He sat down, folding his palms, overcome with emotion. He had many dreams to fulfill in his life, and perhaps tomorrow he would find peace.Amidst his tears, he whispered, "It feels overwhelming to hold so many dre

Diana and her group were reunited at Haikyu's place. Simp, Boston, and Tommy were sitting on the couch. Rose occupied a chair, while Haikyu sat at the edge of the couch. Tinni stood leaning against the wall, while Diana stood in the middle of them, her hair wild and fuzzy like a witch's."Diana shouted at Rose and Haikyu, "Why did you invite him to dinner? Fucking ass."Tommy said coolly, "Darling, why did you invite all of us in the first place?"Diana moved closer, curling her lips, "Did I invite you? Ass."Tommy glanced at Rose, who responded, "What?"Haikyu stood up and said, "Today, her fiance invited me and her whole group to dinner. So, who wants to go?"Tinni remarked, "Just that?"Haikyu looked at Tinni and said, "Why? Because you were busy beating other asses? Running on those streets with a knife in hand."Tinni smiled and replied, "At least I don't beat other fiancee's ass."Haikyu said to Tinni, "Here, you're not that street Tinni who listens to his words and works. Here,

When Draconian heard the news, the news of the principal's passing, it felt as though a hundred icy tendrils gripped her, freezing her in place like a statue, rendering her as silent as the stillness of a grave.Although the school was closed today, a few students had to come for their special practices, like cello, piano, and painting. Draconian, too, arrived for her bassoon practice.Whispers and rumors filled the air about Draconian as the students chatted among themselves.Students:"Ever since she joined this school, it's been one tragedy after another. First, Mr. Deck, then the mysterious incidents in the antrum, and now the principal."Draconian listened to their words but remained in her shadowy silence. Her hair, like that of a witch, concealed her face as her breath gently moved her front strands. A heavy, unspoken anger emanated from her, causing everyone to halt their chatter about her, sensing the weight of her silence.The principal held the key to liberating her brother

It's like a little advice: don't mess with petrol or it might mess you up, just like don't mess up dreams or you'll lose your way back home."Draconian lay on her room's floor, peering out into the dark, realizing she needed to step outside.She got up quickly, annoyed at her unplanned nap. Then she thought, "Why all this drama for someone who could be a foe?" She talked to herself.Meanwhile, on the other side, another Draconian hung out with Yearn and Anna, Yearn's girlfriend.The clock showed 9:37 pm, stars shining bright, and the moon glowing softly.Anna said, "Your shine might not come; you'll fade and stay hidden.""Can't see well in the dark." As Draconian said, The air hushed for a moment.Draconian added, "When respect is lost, things haunt you, even your own shadow. But shadows are scared of the dark too."Anna's frustration was palpable as she exclaimed, "My dignity will always remain intact!"Draconian's soft response followed, "Dignity resembles water on a lotus leaf—uns

Draconian awoke from her slumber, and her eyes fell upon the white dress. Instantly, a surge of anger coursed through her veins.Rising from the bed, she seized the dress and began tearing at it with fervor. The room around her bore witness to her escalating fury as she unleashed her rage upon her surroundings. The lamp was hurled towards the door, shattering the quiet with a loud crash.Draconian's anger ignited further, driving her to push the bed with force and hurl anything within her grasp at the walls and door. Just as she was caught in the throes of her destructive outburst, the door swung open.Standing in the doorway was none other than her father, Vold.As Vold entered the room, Draconian's wrath propelled her towards him. She clenched his throat with her sharp, nail-adorned fingers, pinning him against the wall.Even in his strained voice, Vold managed to say, "Okay, kill me and go live with your mother, Lily... alone."Her grip was released in response to his words. Vold q

It's okay to laugh, it's okay to stab, but it's not okay to cry. We simply lose our madness through each drop."Draconian was heading to her classroom when Lavish approached and remarked, "Well, that girl was right; you look like a fallen angel."He went on, "But I don't like you in this way."Draconian froze upon hearing Lavish's words. She felt caught in the middle and murmured to herself, "Wow, this world played a great game with me—someone who likes my darkness, and on the other side, someone who likes my light."Turning to Lavish, Draconian asked, "You don't like my new look, but how do you like my new love?"Lavish responded, "Well, I just mentioned that you look great in black more than in white, and I also promised to bring you out from your darkness, to be your shadow."Draconian's voice turned darker as she said, "Shadows also flee when they clash with darkness."Lavish was taken aback by Draconian's words, and he replied, "You just need some light, and your dress color won'

Draconian mind,"My darkness is my armor, my words the weapon. They call it chaos, but it's the dance of my truth."Draconian arrived at her ominous house, where an unsettling atmosphere hung in the air. As she pushed the door open, the room lay in complete darkness. Amidst the shadows, Lily sat encircled by flickering candles, as though beckoning spirits from the other side.Draconian raised an eyebrow and quipped, "Doing a ghost massage or gearing up for a war?"The truth was that Lily was attempting to summon Draconian's mother's spirit. However, surprisingly, no spirit seemed to respond, leaving Lily looking taken aback.Lily opened her eyes and responded calmly, "Meditation—think of it like preparing for battle, except I've already conquered it. Now, I'm just waiting for a few to surrender."Draconian's tone turned darker as she added, "But remember, mercy doesn't often have a place on the battlefield."Lily smiled and replied, "When the battleground is already taken by the enemy,

"Photos may lack a voice, but they hold the power to whisper countless untold stories."Draconian's room was now a patchwork of photographs, each one a piece in her puzzle. Gently, she added the principal's and Mrs. Antrum's photos to the mix.In her somber tone, she muttered, "Hurry pushes you to the edge, but it's the storm that owns the precipice."Stepping onto her balcony, she turned her attention to her writing, crafting the next chapter of her novel. "The storm, driven and faster, surged forth, obliterating any obstacle daring to cross its path. "Behind every enigmatic smile lies a world of mysteries.""The next day dawned."As Draconian descended the staircase, she found the house deserted, save for her grandmother.Her grandmother's voice was dipped in mystery as she remarked, "You seem to be in quite a hurry."Taken aback, Draconian glanced at her, prompting her grandmother to continue, "Could you do me a favor? Visit the market and fetch me a knife."Draconian's voice, now