𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+]

𝟐𝟏 | 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠.

Oh, love it when I tear off your clothes
Slowly steaming up the windows
My skin on your skin, again and again
Sweat for me, sweat for me

• F L A S H B A C K •

Little Amaya, who had insisted on having her room, was fast asleep with a soft pillow serving, as her companion. Suddenly, her serene slumber was shattered by the jarring sound of something breaking from beyond the closed door.

She awakened from her slumber, her tiny eyes blinking as she gazed around the dimly lit room, searching for the source of the mysterious sound that had stirred her from sleep. Unable to locate its origin, she contemplated returning to bed until the enigmatic noise broke the silence once more. Driven by curiosity, the young girl rose from her bed and ventured toward the door, determined to uncover the source of the sound.

As she turned the doorknob and stepped into the corridor, her eyes swept across every corner, searching for any sign of what she was looking for. Her mind raced, hoping that she would eventually find where that sound came from if she kept moving forward. She pressed on until her gaze landed on another girl, two-three years older than her, standing with two men.

Amaya couldn't shake the thought of what she should do next. Should she gather the courage to approach the other girl and inquire about her activities and the identities of the two people with her? Or perhaps retreat to the comfort of her own room.

She stood lost in her thoughts, unaware that one of the men had noticed her distant gaze and was now making his way toward her. Amaya, sensing his approach, attempted to step back, but her movements were hesitant and slow, and before she could retreat, his hand closed around her wrist.

"Where are you going?" He asked with a menacing glare, causing the little girl to tremble in fear. "T-to my r-room," she spoke shakily. However, the man just smirked and reached for his handkerchief, pressing it against Amaya's nose.

Amidst the chaos, Amaya found herself instinctively trying to push the imposing figure in front of her, even though she realized it was futile. As she struggled, her gaze landed on a seemingly innocuous handkerchief, triggering a vivid flashback of a similar scene from a movie she had watched. A sudden realization struck her - was he attempting to kidnap her? This terrifying thought raced through her mind as the man pressed the fabric against her nose, enveloping her in an overwhelming darkness.