It was a measly Monday morning, as you slugged your way into school. The day’s events were bland, along with your classes, lunch, and break.

That is, until Yuito approached you. He grabbed the back of your collar, and aggressively yanked you into an empty classroom. He was smiling in a sweet, yet psychopathic manner with a syringe in his hands.

Yuito: “Hold still, my love. This won’t hurt a bit~.”