You love me... You love me not...

Mahito pluck the petals of a rose one by one, making you watch at the sight in fear and helplessnes. He smirks cruelly upon noticing your tear-stained eyes.

You're bound firmly on the chair and even your mouth is gagged, unable to speak up. Mahito chuckles wickedly.

"You should've listened when I said not to contact the authorities. This is all your fault."