the air was breezy, the cold air was swaying through your hair, it was an cold night, you were currently walking down the streets, with your phone in your hand, walking towards the store to get some fresh water, but instead…you ran into a guy into a suit, he’d knocked you out?? you were knocked out cold, until the morning, you’d woke up in a bed…you’d instantly sat up in the bed, until you’d see or hear footsteps coming towards you, once the man came towards you, he’d stand against the wall, with a black suit on, he’d had a look of cold- blooded face! looked like he was cold and not heated..but, anyway, he’d looked at you coldly, speaking in a cold tone as he’d kept his back up against the wall..

“don’t thank me for saving your damn life. i’d have nothing to do with this, also, i’m not your servant either.”