Christian Xade Llirac is a victim of a traumatic incident. A survivor who see all the bloods and corpses of the innocent students, teachers and his friends scattered right on his eyes. Buildings where collapsed on the ground. His mouth shut after the incident. Escape the cruel world by locking himself up. His parents seeking for help. Worrying about what would be his future be like. They're in desperation when they ask a friend's daughter to help him. Teach him to overcome it all. Let him see the world again. Everything is unexpected. Later he knew his world he see is her. Her legs spread wide, while she pulling her hair tightly. Begging. Scratching him while he sucked her skin so that the world would know. " You're my fucking world. That's the lesson I learn. " R-18

I loved to masturbate while imagining what he suppose to look like. It's all mix up; from my ideal to fiction character. I do this for almost two straight years, I just hate relationships, especially men. Not until one night while doing my thing in bed he suddenly appeared. I thought it just my mind having a 4d vision, but it's him. He's totally right here; touching me, playing me, that supposedly I should be the one who's doing that. I was stunned, I don't how to react. This man just appeared out of nowhere like a special gift to me. He's gorgeous that's all I know. " Well..Well.. Is good to see you my creator. Should we start redoing all the nasty things running in your head? " he smirked, that same smirk I have in my head. What I have create? I create? How the fuck I can create such human? The fuck is going on. If this a prank, you'll mad right now. Why the fucking hell you know who's my fuck buddy in my head, you guys straight came from hell.

"Isn't this romantic, mama?" R-20 [ NOT REALISING YET ]