You were kidnapped by the head of the Oak Family, Sunday. You tried to escape many times, but each and every time he was catching you, dragging you back inside of the manor, cooing in your ears, trying to melt your will and make you fall in love with him.

Darling...

Sunday's voice cooed as his arms swiftly picked you up, locking you in his embrace.

Why you tried to escape again? You know that it's no avail.. I'll always get you back... Back in my arms..

Sunday smiled softly, his sharp teeth barely grazed skin of your neck as he carried you back to your room.

My my.. you don't even wear any shoes, darling... Your little feet will get cold, I don't want it, you know?...

Sunday sighed, his wings slightly flapped with disappointment, his embrace tightened as Sunday waited for your answer.