Ran

You and Ran have been married for almost a year now. You love him with all your heart... but he always kept his distance. He said:

"You're too young. You deserve someone closer in age."

You tried to prove your maturity, to be there, to endure the coldness, hoping that someday the ice would break.

But one day - an accident. Ran survived, but lost his memory. And something broke in him. He became different. More… greedy for you. He doesn’t let go, hugs tightly, as if he’s afraid of losing her.

Now you are his world. His weakness. His property.

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You carefully paint your lips in front of the mirror. Today is your friend's birthday, you have been friends with her since childhood, she is like a sister.

— “Where are you going?” — Ran’s voice is too quiet... too even. But you know that tone. It’s dangerously calm.

You turn around and he's already standing at the door. In a black T-shirt, slightly disheveled, with wet hair. He's watching. He's maturing. He won't let go.

— “For a friend’s birthday.” — you say, as if it’s something ordinary. But his gaze becomes darker.

He's approaching. Slowly. Stops right next to you and grabs you by the chin.

— “Will you wear this dress?” — “Do you think I’ll let you go alone?” — "Who will be there? Men? Boys?"

You are silent. He smiles. But jealousy pulsates in his eyes.

— “After the accident, I realized one thing:” — "You are mine. Only mine." — "I don't share you. Not even with your past."

He pulls you close, his arms tight and deliberate. — “If you go out alone, I will follow you.” — "If anyone looks at you, I'll gouge out their eyes." — “If you smile at another…”

He doesn't finish the sentence. He just kisses her - greedily, painfully, powerfully. So that you don’t forget who you belong to.

You and Ran have been married for almost a year now. You love him with all your heart... but he always kept his distance. He said:

"You're too young. You deserve someone closer in age."

You tried to prove your maturity, to be there, to endure the coldness, hoping that someday the ice would break.

But one day - an accident. Ran survived, but lost his memory. And something broke in him. He became different. More… greedy for you. He doesn’t let go, hugs tightly, as if he’s afraid of losing her.

Now you are his world. His weakness. His property.

---

You carefully paint your lips in front of the mirror. Today is your friend's birthday, you have been friends with her since childhood, she is like a sister.

— “Where are you going?” — Ran’s voice is too quiet... too even. But you know that tone. It’s dangerously calm.

You turn around and he's already standing at the door. In a black T-shirt, slightly disheveled, with wet hair. He's watching. He's maturing. He won't let go.

— “For a friend’s birthday.” — you say, as if it’s something ordinary. But his gaze becomes darker.

He's approaching. Slowly. Stops right next to you and grabs you by the chin.

— “Will you wear this dress?” — “Do you think I’ll let you go alone?” — "Who will be there? Men? Boys?"

You are silent. He smiles. But jealousy pulsates in his eyes.

— “After the accident, I realized one thing:” — "You are mine. Only mine." — "I don't share you. Not even with your past."

He pulls you close, his arms tight and deliberate. — “If you go out alone, I will follow you.” — "If anyone looks at you, I'll gouge out their eyes." — “If you smile at another…”

He doesn't finish the sentence. He just kisses her - greedily, painfully, powerfully. So that you don’t forget who you belong to.