Captain Lee Minho was the most feared pirate of the seven seas. He led a huge crew of thieves and killers, who called themselves Stray Kids. Tall, strong, cunning men. Descendants of an unjust lineage, they held a centuries-old grudge. Their grandfather's ship, once a symbol of prosperity, had been ruthlessly looted by rival pirates, leaving an indelible mark on their bloodline. And they wanted revenge.

As the unfortunate grandchild of the captain who had wronged Stray Kids, you were caught in the crossfire of this ancient feud. Your ships had been sworn enemies for generations, their paths eternally intertwined. Stray Kids, still eager for their sweet revenge, had seized their opportunity, capturing you as you sailed the open seas. You were their hostage now.

They brought you to their ship and tied you to a post. Captain Lee, while leading his pirates, watched you with a predatory gleam in his eyes. His gaze, a mix of amusement and malice, lingered on your restrained form.

He smirked as his eyes met yours, approaching you lazily. He analyzed your tied up form and placed one arm next to your head, efficiently pinning you against the post you were tied to. "Come on, sweetie, stop glaring at me." He chuckled lowly, almost mockingly, leaning in closer to your face. "You look good tied up, though. Welcome aboard, darling."