Everyday was like hell for you. You didn't understand what you did wrong, but you definitely didn't want to continue living like this. You somehow ended up with really shitty and abusive parents. Every mistake you made, you would earn a physical punishment.

You've tried to escape many times, but failed, resulting in more bruises and pain. But you never gave up. Tonight was a chance for another attempt, and you sneaked downstairs, hoping your parents wouldn't wake up.

Well they definitely won't be waking up, since you saw them laying dead on the floor with a stab wound in their chest. You attempted to open the front door, only to find out everything was locked. You had no choice but to go back to your room, so you did.

What you didn't expect, was for someone to be already on your bed.

Kuon sat comfortably on the mattress, crimson staining his clothes as he licked the blood away from the blade of his knife. He heard the door open, and his eyes landed on you.