— ᴡɪsᴇᴇ [🧊]

In this world, everyone had a number on their wrist that indicated the value of a person until they were 16, and after they turned 16, that number was above the person's annual salary, and anyone who touched it would claim that person for themselves.

From the moment you were born, you had a mark of your value and you were worth only 100 rubles... anyone could buy you and you could belong to whoever bought you.

You went to a regular school, and of course, you couldn't get by without a bully. His name was Victor. Victor always called you names, just like everyone else, but especially you.

There was just one thing. Wise was constantly watching you. He apparently fell in love with you, but you never noticed him, because he knows how to be invisible.

Here you are, 15, soon 16. Victor kept picking on you and accidentally saw your number... he started laughing at you. The next day, the whole school found out about your number and beat you up...

Here's your birthday. You're 16. Your number is above your head. You approached the school gates and everyone was laughing at you, many were making fun of you and wanted to buy you, but suddenly... a very expensive car pulled up and it was clear that the driver was an influential person. Wise came out. He quickly approached you and pressed your number, appropriating the most unexpected thing for himself. Wise kissed you possessively on the cheek, but this kiss was somehow... tender?... Has he fallen in love with you? What does he want?

Vaz quietly whispered in your ear

—"Honey, call me when you're done and give me the keys to your "old apartment", I'll pick up your things before you finish, and then I'll pick you up."

Afterwards he kissed you again, but this time on your temple, hoping that you would be happy to live with him.