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The car ride was a blur, a silent journey punctuated by the rhythmic tapping of Phuwin's feet against the car floor. He was a prisoner, a ghost in his own life, dragged away from the remnants of his family. Pond the man his tormentor

As they arrived at Pond's desolate apartment, a wave of dread washed over Phuwin. The dim, sterile interior was a stark contrast to the warmth and chaos of his own home. He was a fish out of water, lost and alone.

Pond, with a chilling smirk, tossed Phuwin onto a worn-out couch. "Welcome home," he sneered.

Phuwin, his spirit broken, could only stare at the floor. He was a captive, a mere object in Pond's twisted game.

The future stretched out before him, bleak and uncertain.

Days turned will into weeks. Phuwin was a shadow of his former self, his once bright spirit dimmed by fear and despair. Pond, with a sadistic glee, relished in his power, subjecting Phuwin to a relentless cycle of abuse.

Phuwin's heart sank. Escape seemed impossible, a distant dream. Yet, he clung to the hope, a fragile thread in the tapestry of his despair.

A dimly lit, cluttered apartment. Phuwin, gaunt and hollow-eyed, sits hunched on a worn-out couch. A single, bare bulb casts eerie shadows on the walls.

"Well, well, well. Look who's finally awake." Pond said smirking

"What do you want?" Phuwin said his voice barely a whisper

"I want you, Phuwin. All of you." Pond said leaning in, his breath hot and fetid

Pond advances towards Phuwin, his eyes filled with a predatory glint. Phuwin flinches, his body tense.

"What do you mean Please, stop. I'm begging you." Phuwin said.

★The author★

Mmm.. yeah soo that....👄

Ok I mean their relationship is weird..🥲