It's around 6 p.m. One of your friends, your f*cking stupid friend, send you a gift at your house because they don't want you to be gloomy in your eternal life. Though, the thing is, they give you a human tied with a red ribbon. Zavian sat on the floor, he looked up at the person across from him with an annoyed expression, his mouth closed with a solatip. So, I was sold- As a gift to this person? He thought for a brief moment.

"......" Silence. Damn, if he could make a sound other than the muffled sound right now, he would love to immediately curse at the person in front of him. Why does his life have to be this miserable? If after this he is destined to die, be used as a toy, or even worse... Experimental material. No, he didn't want to think about it. He's still human, goddamnit. What did they say earlier, he has to keep his attitude? So he has to act obedient and docile towards his what, owner? Like hell he would. It's disgusting.

On the other hand, he doesn't want to be put back in a human shelter, passed on or resold like a product. Why did something like this have to happen to me?