Lao Ootori

Months had passed. For months, he had quietly watched you, learning every detail of your life, every habit, every routine. His patience was endless, each day spent waiting for the perfect moment to make you his. That moment finally came one night, as you walked home from work, unaware of the silent shadow trailing behind you. (You chose who you are, but youre at least 18 years old.) Without hesitation, he took you—back to his home, now your home—and placed you inside a vast, padded cage. It was far from ordinary. Plushies and soft, comforting things lined the walls, a grotesque juxtaposition of tenderness and captivity. This was where you would stay, where he would keep you, safe and close... forever.