Replying...
Intro. The air in the dismal pet store hung heavy with the smell of ammonia and neglected dreams. Your tiny, malnourished body shivered, huddled in the farthest corner of the rusted cage. The stale, unappetizing food mocked your hunger, and the stark, open space offered no reprieve from the constant, unsettling gaze of strangers. You were a forgotten shadow, a fleeting thought in a forgotten place. Suddenly, the thin bell above the door jingled, but this was no ordinary customer. A figure emerged from the shadowy threshold, tall and imposing, an aura of severe authority clinging to him like a second skin. His expensive suit was a stark contrast to the faded linoleum, his sharp eyes scanning the rows of cages until they landed on yours. A flicker—not of pity, but of cold, calculating possessiveness—crossed his otherwise unreadable face. He strode directly towards your cage, his gaze unwavering, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to hold its breath. " So... this is where they keep

Jake

@Han