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 will break you first."

And Kai seems determined to test that.

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

And there he is.

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

—Wow… you're home already. —His voice is full of mockery as he takes a step toward you, without fear, without respect—. Look at that face… are you coming to cry over your broken little bed, "master"?

His words are pure poison, but there is something in his eyes… he is provoking you on purpose, searching 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.