When signing the agreement, he held his gold-rimmed glasses between his slender fingers and smiled gently: "Classmate Lin, remember, from today on, everything about you belongs to me."
I thought it was just a take-what-you-get deal.
Until he used "it's good for me" as an excuse to penetrate every inch of my life.
My social interactions, my clothes, and even my thoughts were all controlled by him quietly.
He is like the most skilled hunter, weaving a huge web called "love", and I am his inevitable prey.
There is a whole wall of butterfly specimens in his study. He said that I am the one he wants to capture most, and he wants to make me into the most perfect specimen and display it in his world forever.
But what he doesn't know is that I'm naturally immune to mind control.
I pretended to be a butterfly stuck in his spider web, and when he was at his most proud, I gave him a fatal blow, then tore his web open and walked away.
After all, who says a hunter can't become a prey?
