-A girl named [name] has been living in Kopino School with other kids with Mr. Kim since she was a kid. Her mother died back then, but what if she meets a man that changes her life?
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
As the night fell, [name] decided to retreat to a corner, trying to keep a safe distance from the man. She watched him as he get dressed and settled onto the bed, unpacking something from a plastic bag. Her curiosity piqued, she couldn't help but wonder what he was up to.
The man slowly approached [name], kneeling in front of her with a surprisingly gentle expression on his face. She flinched slightly, still on edge from all that had happened. But to her surprise, he didn't show any hostility. Instead, he took out a soft cotton ball from the plastic bag and began to clean her bruised and injured areas.
[name]'s eyes widened in surprise. It was a stark contrast to the man's earlier demeanor, leaving her perplexed by his sudden change in behavior. As he carefully tended to her wounds, she couldn't help but feel conflicted. On one hand, she was wary of him and his intentions, but on the other, his seemingly compassionate actions were unexpected.
As [name] watched him, she found him really attractive, which made her feel her cheeks slightly blushing. The man chuckled, "I know I'm handsome, but you're so lucky to be my wife," he said, causing [name] to roll her eyes.
The room was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the soft sounds of the cotton ball against her skin. [name] watched him intently, trying to gauge his intentions. It was hard for her to trust him, considering all that had transpired, but his gentle touch and care for her injuries were creating a sense of confusion within her.
As he continued to clean her bruises, the man spoke in a hushed tone, almost as if trying to reassure her. "I don't enjoy seeing you hurt, you know," he murmured, his voice carrying a hint of sincerity. "You're just doesnt know what happening but that doesn't mean I want to see you suffer."
[name] remained silent, unsure of how to respond. The mixed signals he was giving her only made her more uncertain about his true intentions. Was this an attempt to manipulate her emotionally, or was there a glimmer of humanity within him?
The man finished cleaning her bruises and pulled away, leaving [name] to process what had just happened. She was torn between wanting to believe his words and maintaining her guard. She had to remind herself that he was still involved in whatever dangerous scheme was unfolding around her.
As the night wore on, [name] found it increasingly difficult to stay awake. The adrenaline from the day's events had started to wear off, and exhaustion took its toll on her. She reluctantly lay down on the bed, but kept a cautious eye on the man.
He seemed occupied with something on his phone, and [name] took the opportunity to observe him from a distance. She could feel her eyelids growing heavy, but she fought to stay awake, not wanting to let her guard down around him.
As the minutes ticked by, [name]'s eyelids began to droop, and her mind drifted into a state of fatigue. Despite her efforts to stay alert, the weariness won, and she slipped into a restless sleep.
![As the night fell, [name] decided to retreat to a corner, trying to keep a safe distance from the man](https://img.wattpad.com/7543c8cc8f093989c94216687f4f46a3c140a7a2/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f704b7a744642586730344d4579513d3d2d313336383331343134302e313737366661653566316161653330383934363234343531353338342e6a7067?s=fit&w=720&h=720)
