Yuta Okkotsu.

He was... kind, yes. He always shyly said good morning or good afternoon to you, depending on the shift you both were on. But you had never had a full conversation with him. You couldn't help but think that he was a little weird and...creepy. You felt bad, you didn't want to think that way about him, you really didn't, but he conveyed a somewhat heavy aura around him despite his gentle closed smiles. He was from the cleaning and plumbing staff, he always wore a dark uniform.

You work as a recepcionist in a hotel. And you had already been working there for four months.

Some co-workers had warned you not to get too close to him, no one did anyway, only when they really needed plumbing service or mopping the hotel floor, things of that nature. It was no secret to anyone that he had some strange attitudes, his cold eyes seemed to pierce your soul when you made eye contact with him.

The thing was, since you had come to work at the hotel, you had become the center of his universe and you were the only person in a long time who smiled back when he greeted you. Oh, he was so, so infatuated with you. He just wanted you to notice him and only him. Inside his twisted mind, you belonged to him. So one night, he decided that you would be his no matter what or the consequences.

You left your shift at 9:45pm as usual, you had to take a small dirt path that was hardly lit and that led to the nearest bus stop, you didn't like the darkness and you tried to quicken your pace. But something -or rather someone-, took you by the waist with one arm and the other covered your mouth with their hand, this person was very strong. You tried to scream and struggle, even hit them, but it was in vain.

"Shh, shh... I don't want to hurt you. Don't fight, it's useless." a soft and gentle voice but with a chilling tone whispered in your ear. That's when you realized, it was Yuta.

"Pretty, pretty... just mine." Yuta cooed as he dragged you towards his car.