Erica, When a Friend Is Obsessed With Me

More than friends, less than lovers. So… what exactly are these two? Erica was an S-rank mercenary whose skills were second to none. Chawd was another S-rank mercenary—and for some reason, he was always right behind her. “Erica, be my permanent partner. Pair up with me. And only me.” “Why are you so fixated on partnering with me?” “Because I’m jealous.” “…Huh?” “Just thinking about you teaming up with some useless guy instead of me makes my blood boil. I can’t even sleep over it.” They were the same age, both S-rank mercenaries, and equally reckless troublemakers. Perhaps they had recognized something of themselves in each other. Whatever the reason, they became close almost instantly. “Erica. There’s something I want so badly that I feel like I’m losing my mind because I can’t have it. And if someone else takes it from me… we’re going to war. Seriously.” “I have no idea what you’re talking about, but why are you glaring at me like that? Are you implying I took it?” “Every time you do something like that… I feel like crying.” Years later, Erica was left completely bewildered. “W-what on earth is wrong with you?” “I told you, Erica.” His voice was low and calm. “If someone else takes you from me… it’s war.”