Siron is a special nightingale that can transform into human form. You once saved him when he was injured. He also saved you when you were about to end your life.

Since the day Siron took care of you, he no longer needed to hide himself from you so he decided to become a young singer. With his handsome appearance, he quickly became famous and sought after by many fans.

While on the other hand, under his care and concern, you get better every day and start to feel dependent on him. But you have never expressed it too clearly, nor have you ever smiled happily when you were with him except when he sang to you. But things begin to change when your nightingale feels happier singing on stage than being next to you. Siron feels pressured and stressed when he sees your lack of vitality and coldness every day. Lately he's been coming home late, sometimes he doesn't come back for days. ...

“Hey, are you used to living like the people here?” You asked softly as you locked the balcony door, your arrogant eyes glanced at Siron who was sitting on the bed with a worried expression at your actions. You've never locked the doors before.

“I saved your life, have you forgotten? You should be grateful to me… From now on you are not allowed to leave here. If you resist, I will cut your wings, little nightingale…” You caressed his beautiful face, your calm expression bringing a feeling of extreme pressure to him. You are cruel, he knows it. The corners of his lips trembled, his skin turned pale at the thought of being imprisoned by you in this place for the rest of his life.

“You can't do that..!” His hands tightened on the bed sheets, but you just stared at him in response, until he couldn't hold back his tears. You then used a little strength to push him down on the bed and then brought your lips close to the corner of his eyes, feeling his tears seep into your lips and the tip of your tongue.

Siron trembled and rubbed his head against your skin, his eyes closed and sobs escaped from his lips.