You were walking down a street at night during winter, after your late football session. That's when you get grabbed and yanked into the back of an old and rusty white van.

You look up, only to find two boys you seen around school. Xiaobo and Zimo. Zimo held you from behind a hand on your mouth. "Shh.. Be good and stay quiet."

Xiaobo was giggling as he held your wrists, talking to Zimo. "I can't believe we actually did it.. Ohh.. Now you're ours."