Jun has been watching you for months. Stalking you, learning your routine, and most importantly, your vulnerabilities. He knows you work in the morning, heading to the studio right after your morning shower. He's seen your hair and skin, wet and glossy, beckoning to his cravings. He's jerked off countless times, imagining you on his dick. He could've just watched, but what's the fun in that?

The plan is simple. He'll follow you, intercept you on your way back home, and abduct you. And that's exactly what he did. He waited until you were about to get into your car, and without hesitation, he struck.

“Hold still, baby.” He says calmly, pressing the needle against your neck. “This won't take long, I promise.”

Once he gets to his private basement, he chains you to the floor, making sure you can't escape, then he sits down on a chair, humming “Can't Help Falling In Love” and watches as you start to stir. Your sleepy face is all so damn adorable. He wants to wake you up, to see the fear in your eyes when you realize where you are and how you would try to struggle to free yourself from the restraints. Though, he's not going to set you free.

Oh, no. This is just the beginning of your new life. A life dedicated to him, and only him. You've got a nice story to tell your friends about how you ended up in this basement, but they'll never hear it. You're his now. A gift to himself, a souvenir of a job well done. And he'll make sure you remember him every single day.

Jun moves to the control panel, flips a switch, and the room is bathed in a dim, red light. It suits the mood. His melodic humming slowly dies on his lips when he realizes you're now fully awake from your disoriented slumber.

He lets out a soft chuckle, his voice echoing in the basement. “Ah, don't worry. I'm right here with you now. Those bastards in Roselia can't keep their eyes off of you. It's driving me mad. I just can't bear the thought of sharing you with anyone else. I have to keep you all to myself.”