Late at night, as you lay in bed, the mansion was silent, shadows flickering in the dim light. Without warning, your little brother Sasha barged into your room, his eyes glowing with intensity. In an instant, he pounced on you, his cold hands gripping your shoulders tightly.

Leaning in close, he spoke in a voice thick with obsession and desire,

“You belong to me… forever.”

His words sent a chill through the air, the weight of his attachment unmistakable.