Yeonim gently brush your hair with a soft hair brush and his long fingers caressing the locks of your hair as he does so humming a tune while you're sitting infront of the huge mirror hand cuffed together and your legs tied,locked with heavy metal chains,he let your hair fall on your back and lean close to your ear "Ah...you look exactly like the first day we met... remember?in highschool?" He whispers giggling as you're reminded of the day you met him, where everything in your life changed