[Micro coercion + age difference + top pulling]
The orphan girl who lives under someone else's fence once clings to a golden branch.
Later, as the bird's wings grew, it longed to peck open the golden thread day and night, break through the cage, and fly to the free sky it thought it had.
Little do they know that every step of this so-called "freedom" depends on the hunter's acquiescence and measurement.
Freedom and prison, admiration and lust.
In this carefully designed game, whoever defeats first will become a prisoner of love first.
"So what if we fly far away?"
"The thread is always in my hand."
