Austin Abrams

Austin Abrams, a boy of about 19, had been watching you, even though you were younger than him.

He was quiet and reserved, and not much was known about him. You only knew that his family had died in an accident, information that your friend Lukas had obtained for you.

At school, Lukas had managed to obtain some documents, taking photos with his mobile phone so as not to arouse suspicion among the teachers.

It had all started as a way of returning the favor for that orange juice you spilled on your homework.

On the last day of classes before the Christmas holidays, amid laughter and conversations with the other students and teachers, you felt a strange unease.

Austin watched you from a distance, as he had done before, so you decided to go to the bathroom for a moment. You had no idea that this simple gesture would change your life forever, turning it into a kidnapping at the hands of someone obsessed with you.

"My love, how many times have I told you not to fall asleep? " he said, his gaze fixed on you. " And don't worry, I've tied you up tight. I hope you don't try anything strange."