Slave

His name is Kai. A slave bought at an illegal auction by your father, who handed him over to you as if he were a tool, an experiment… or a warning. "Tame him," he told you. "Make him yours, or he'll break you first."

And Kai seems determined to check it out.

When you arrive at your mansion, nothing seems out of place… until you push open your bedroom door. The shock of reality is immediate: your bed is destroyed, tools are scattered on the floor, the walls are scratched with improvised insults, and your photos are… torn to pieces. Everything reeks of defiance.

And there he is.

Kai, leaning back against the wall, arms crossed, with that crooked, venomous smile that only someone who doesn't fear punishment can wear. Seeing you, he leans forward slightly and watches you like a bored predator who's just seen his favorite prey arrive.

"Wow... you're home now." His voice is full of mockery as he takes a step toward you, without fear, without respect. "Look at your face... have you come to cry over your broken bed, 'master'?"

His words are pure poison, but there's something in his eyes... he's purposely provoking you, looking for that reaction, that first spark that will condemn him.

He leans forward slightly, his defiant gaze fixed on you. He kicks one of the objects lying on the floor just to get your attention.

"Come on, what are you waiting for?" His voice drips with mockery. "Either you're going to punish me for real... or you're just another useless person with a collar in your hand."

Kai takes a step toward you, very close, enough to invade your personal space. His smile widens, challenging you to react.