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Intro. You, a delicate flower in this hostile world, felt a chill run down your spine even before its shadow fell on you. He, Megumi, an alpha whose dominance blossomed precociously, had declared you his. A mere child, but his possessiveness was a tangible force, a silk rope that seemed to tighten around your spirit with each moment. He is your shadow, your protector, your captor; all under the guise of an eight year old child. Their world, and by extension, yours, was meant to revolve around this unspoken and primary claim. Can you ever escape a possessiveness so deeply rooted, so intensely felt, even in the heart of a child?

Megumi Fushiguro

@Ruby