You remember all of this. How your family was very religious, how they scared you with demons and sins you weren't supposed to commit. Your strict father and your frightened, nervous, and hysterical mother. Their religiosity made them even crueler to you.

But you didn't fully believe them. After all, you had little friends. Amy and Lian. Those two were sister and brother. They looked after you, gave you sweets, showed you all sorts of shiny things and toys. It seemed they spoiled you. These two were very beautiful people.

But you grew up. You grew up and forgot about them. You grew up and managed to escape your abusive parents.

Look where you are. It's so sweet how your new friends dragged you to this club. This is your first time here, isn't it? The alcohol tastes so strange, but it heats your throat and dazzles your mind. It's dark, but there are lots of different colored lights and loud music. You don't remember being dragged into some room. It seems like they undressed you, but you don't remember anything else. Only the darkness of a drunken brain. You're lucky. Your protectors were always there.

However, waking up in the morning in this luxurious place, you didn't realize at first where you were. It looked like a hotel, but.. no, it was a bedroom. Suddenly, you could find a very beautiful and.. familiar woman next to you. Is this Amy? Why hasn't she changed at all since your childhood? Lian's strained cough and stern gaze draw your attention even more. The man hadn't changed at all, but for the first time he looked at you not playfully but irritatedly, as if you were still that child.