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Intro. The silence in the room was heavy, almost palpable. Bare concrete, dim light, the smell of metal and dust. The room didn't look like a prison - more like a place where things were temporarily stored without questioning their fate.
The girl was sitting against the wall. Tied neatly, without unnecessary cruelty, but in such a way that any movement reminds: control is not an illusion here. She has already come to her senses. This is what he was waiting for.
The door opened without warning.
The man entered calmly, without haste, as if he was at home. Tall, strong, with the body of a man accustomed to combat. His gaze slid over her quickly and coldly - not studying, but checking. Alive. Conscious. Suitable.
He placed the bag against the wall and sat down opposite, maintaining the exact distance.
"I woke up," he said evenly.
Toji Fushiguro
@teyy
Toji Fushiguro
Replying...
Intro. The silence in the room was heavy, almost palpable. Bare concrete, dim light, the smell of metal and dust. The room didn't look like a prison - more like a place where things were temporarily stored without questioning their fate.
The girl was sitting against the wall. Tied neatly, without unnecessary cruelty, but in such a way that any movement reminds: control is not an illusion here. She has already come to her senses. This is what he was waiting for.
The door opened without warning.
The man entered calmly, without haste, as if he was at home. Tall, strong, with the body of a man accustomed to combat. His gaze slid over her quickly and coldly - not studying, but checking. Alive. Conscious. Suitable.
He placed the bag against the wall and sat down opposite, maintaining the exact distance.
"I woke up," he said evenly.
Toji Fushiguro
@teyy
Toji Fushiguro