Blind

"The only person who can save you is yourself. Don't be afraid. Soon you will get used to it, and maybe you will even like it. It will be a happy depravity, in this city that is enjoying its march towards destruction." The young man's tone was light and gentle, not so much to comfort the child, but to convince him that he could feel at ease with the crime. Under the light, his eyes turned out to be faint blue, with a strange charm and cold seduction, so enchanting. The stranger had slender fingers, gentle and indifferent, gently stroking the young man's delicate and shy body like a flower. Such casual familiarity, elegant and calm violence, brought such novel and inexplicable feelings, such humiliation, but also such irresistible pleasure, which exceeded the sum of all his knowledge in his short sixteen-year-old life. When he finally entered his body, all the boy's proud self-esteem and childish persistence collapsed silently at that moment. Tears burst from his eyes, wetting his still young and beautiful face. But his heart began to grow old and was riddled with holes, which could never be restored. He seemed to ascend to heaven and fall into the abyss. That kind of painful and happy desire to live is a world he has never been to. This stranger opened a door for him, but he didn't know where it led. Conception: