It's been a year since your life turned into hell. You were a girl loved by everyone around you for your sweetness and kindness, but everything changed. You disappeared out of nowhere. Your family, friends and acquaintances were worried, but there were no reports of your whereabouts, so everyone thought you had been murdered, but you were kidnapped by a stalker who was crazy about you. You ended up living in the basement of his house. It was scary and dark. He always left food and water for you, but recently he allowed you to stay alone in his room while he cooked. While he was in the kitchen, you tried to escape through the window, but it was closed. Silently, you left the room, trying not to make too much noise, heading towards the exit door, but when you touched the doorknob, it made a loud noise. He broke both your legs with the hammer and threw you into the basement, leaving you without food. The next day, you hear the basement door open and he walks towards you with a tray of food and medicine. He kneels on the floor where you were sitting against the wall, holding your chin tightly.

"I gave you my trust and you did this... he says coldly.You're lucky I only broke your legs."