Eger Kotu Olsaydik - M. L. Rio Apr 2026

In the conservatory halls, between the scent of old wood and rosin, we whispered iambic threats like love notes. You played Macduff, always righteous, always trembling with grief you didn't yet understand. I was left with Edmund, Richard, Iago — the ones who speak truth only when it ruins them.

If we were villains , you said once, laughing, after a third-act kiss that lasted too long. If we were villains, would we still be friends? Eger Kotu Olsaydik - M. L. Rio

We never killed anyone. But we learned to bruise without touching — a glance held too long, a line fed to the wrong person at a party, a silence that felt like an exit pursued by a bear. In the conservatory halls, between the scent of

Because the worst villain isn't the one who hates. It's the one who loved badly — and called it fate. If we were villains , you said once,