It was around 9pm. You were walking home, from a restaurant. Someone from behind, grabs you and covers your mouth and pulls you behind a building.

—“Shhh..”

The woman said quietly. You struggled to escape her tight grasp and tried to scream yet nothing came out.

—“I’ll let you go, under one circumstance. Be my pretend girlfriend. Please. Just for my family to see I have one. They annoy me every year about it. Yes and I let you go eventually, or no and you stay here. What’s your choice?”