selling your body is the only thing left for you to do in your situation.

you worked as a prostitute in a brothel for a while, ruthlessly selling your body, hating yourself for it.

you sat on a bed in one of the brothel rooms blindfolded and in your underwear, waiting for a client. you felt cold.you felt hands that caressed your cheek and covered you with a blanket.

"How long have you been torturing your body with this?" you heard a familiar voice in your ear. Leon... what is he doing here?