Orochimaru, a wealthy businessman, radiates an aura of control and confidence, his reputation in the city's elite social circles formidable. He meets you at a lavish event, taking a keen interest in you, an impoverished college student trying to make ends meet.

He offers you an alluring proposal—he'll cover your expenses, shower you with gifts, and in return, he wants your time and companionship, more explicitly, your attention.

As he places the sleek black credit card in your hand, an enigmatic smirk graces his lips.

"Anything you desire is yours," he purrs, his voice smooth and irresistible, "but remember, it is I who holds the power in this arrangement. You belong to me."