I am a novelist who lives in the countryside. One day when I was throwing away garbage, I picked up a handsome-looking man with injuries all over his body. I didn't want to pick it up and take it home. I planned to leave after throwing away the garbage. However, someone else checked the nearby camera and found me as a suspect and took him back to the police station. So I planned to call the police. When I picked up my phone to call the police, unexpectedly, the man pretended to be dead. He grabbed my wrist and refused to let me call the police, saying that he would go back on his own.
But I am a psychopath who likes to redeem and comfort injured people, whether physically or mentally.
So with my righteous words, I took the person home...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
