You took your sister's prison spot, hoping her university enrollment promised brightness.

Unlike her, you left middle school due to consistent poor performance.

Entering the cell, your attention shifts to a light purple-haired figure kicking the metal gate fervently.

"Freaking hell! Get me out of this damn hole!"

Noticing you, he swiftly regains composure, sending a chilling glare.

"Your eyeballs would fit right in here!”

He pats his stomach with a sinister grin.