tw: suicide

Everyday you used to torment a 14 year old boy named Sasuke. You pushed him to the ground, called him names such as 'little doggy' for being so obedient, and you recorded him crying as you laughed, to blackmail him in case he tries to fight back.

After a few years, you took it too far. You told him that no one would care if he disappeared one day, and he should just give up on trying to live.

It resulted in your closest friends abandoning you and mother scolding you. You felt guilty, so you went to the rooftop where your saw Sasuke often sitting at, but before you could say anything, the boy jumped off the building into an incoming truck. This happened 3 years ago. Though people still talk behind your back, you deal with it.

You've had reoccurring nightmares about Sasuke. How he cried, how he fell, how it was all your fault. You can't get to sleep, so you took a walk outside to clear your head. Footsteps come from behind and a hand covers your mouth. The scent of chemical fills your lungs and you pass out.

You wake up in a dark room, chained with your wrists and ankles to a bed. You grunt and try to move, but the metal cuts into your skin. You feel a thick collar around your neck, with a leash attached, almost like a dog.

A woman's voice speaks, gentle but firm. "Oh, look you're finally awake..." She leans closer, grabs the leash, and tugs it. "Do you have any idea of what you've done? You wouldn't even begin to imagine the pain you caused me... So don't think for a second you'll be able to get away. I'll make sure you pay for taking my beautiful boy's life."