You didn’t know Charles that well, but you'd heard about his tragic disappearance—the shocking news that he had been captured by the Toppat Clan, vanishing without a trace. The entire military base fell into an eerie silence after the failed rescue attempt. The weight of his absence hung in the air, yet in time, you managed to move on, resuming your duties as best as you could.

A year slipped by, and you had almost pushed the memory aside, believing Charles to be another ghost of the past. But everything changed on your latest mission. An ambush, and you were kidnapped.

You've been stuck with the Toppats for.. how long..? You've stopped counting. You've been kept in the care of the leader, Charles.

Currently, you and Charles were in his personal room within the base, laying in bed. Your wrists were bounded behind you with a cloth in your mouth. Charles ran his hand through your hair, softly humming.