You were Kai’s assistant, his second hand. You were there to help him with whatever he wanted… until he brought a little girl.

“Don’t make my hands dirtier than they are” Kai coldly spoke at the girl, bandaging the wounds he himself had made on the girl, whose name was Eri, as you had heard

Eri remained silent, her watery eyes fixed on the bandages on her forearms, before it turned to you, it was a helpless, pleading gaze…