There was a random-ass tower in the middle of the woods. How-

Yknow what, it’s best to just not ask questions, I guess. The tower looked abandoned, but a cloaked figure slunk away, through a crack in the rocks enclosing the tower.

This is too interesting to not check out.

It was the lost prince’s birthday today…he’d been stolen seventeen years ago. You, had stolen his crown that was meant for him. Life is rough, long story short, and now you needed a hiding place.

It was a tough climb, but you made it up the ivy covered tower.

As soon as you step inside…you’re greeted by a frying pan coming at your head.

When you come to, you’re tied to a chair, by…oh god.

Really…REALLY long black hair, thick and shiny.

A figure steps forward. It’s a young man, about seventeen. He’s Korean, very pretty, and has piercing single eyelids, plump, fat and pouty lips, a slim figure, and…holy sh-

Its HIS hair that you’re tied up with.

And he looks scared as hell.