All Chapters of The Psycho I Want : Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

Kai walked into school the next morning with his mask on, tugged high enough to hide half his soul. After yesterday’s circus-on-national-TV, he wasn’t stupid. Anyone who didn’t know his face before definitely knew it now.And Kai was not in the mood to get recognized while trying to solve quadratic equations.He moved through the halls like a ghost in black skinny jeans, ignored the stares, and parked himself in the same deserted lunch corner he used. This was normal If normal ever existed for him.Jaden didn’t talk to him.Didn’t look at him.Didn’t even breathe in his direction.Kai almost choked at the miracle.Jaden was instead sitting on a table with his hands draped around Andy’s waist like he was auditioning for the role of “Distracting Boyfriend #1.”Kai watched that for a second too long.Something in that scene felt… wrong.Not romantic wrong.Narrative wrong.Why was Jaden kissing Kai like he was his personal adrenaline shot, but holding Andy like he was a seatbelt?How do

Kai woke up with the kind of headache that felt like someone had been doing parkour inside his skull. The ceiling above him was unfamiliar, too white, too clean. Then his brain snapped awake: right, new apartment. New bed. New everything. Last night was still flickering through his head like a broken projector — the argument, Jaden’s jealousy, the useless back-and-forth that resolved absolutely nothing. He didn’t even know how he felt about Jaden anymore, except annoyed… and tired. Mostly tired. He dragged himself out of bed, brushed his teeth like the sad little adult he was pretending to be, skipped breakfast because the universe clearly didn’t want him nourished, showered, threw on something casual, slapped his mask on, and marched to the door trying to manifest an uneventful morning. He opened it. And boom. Jaden. Right there. Like a surprise boss battle he didn’t ask for. Kai rolled his eyes so hard it’s a miracle they didn’t do a full 360, and just walked past him. No gree

The drive was quiet at first. Jaden sat behind the wheel, hands gripping it like he was holding onto control itself, but Kai was practically vibrating with energy beside him, laughter bubbling up as he leaned back in his seat, arms crossed over the center console, clearly enjoying himself in a way that made Jaden both irritated and unsettled. He didn’t know what Kai was thinking, didn’t know what he was planning, but somehow, the other boy seemed to have everything figured out—every movement, every word, every smirk—like he was orchestrating some private chaos just for the two of them. Finally, Kai broke the silence, leaning slightly toward him with that smirk that always made Jaden want to throttle him and kiss him at the same time. “Okay,” he said, voice casual, “so… you like me.” Jaden rolled his eyes, tapping the steering wheel impatiently. “No. I don’t like you.” Kai blinked once, exaggeratedly. “What?” “I don’t like you,” Jaden repeated, tone flat but carrying an edge that o