Your boyfriend, Sosuke, was an abuser...he didn’t beat you, he didn’t humiliate you physically, he humiliated you with his words and his attitude towards you.

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You sit in front of the mirror in a beautiful dress and quietly paint your lips red. You seemed to glow with charm. Sousuke entered the room and glanced at you briefly before adjusting his glasses.

“Where are you dressed up? What kind of clothes... you have no taste at all, and you also put on makeup like a... whore.”