"Are you hungry?" The man said while kissing me.
I turned my head away, refusing to look at him.
The man was not annoyed, he chuckled and spat: "It's better not to be hungry, but it saves dog food."
I stared at him, dog? Am I the dog, or are you, a beast with a human face and an animal heart, a dog?
But I won't say it out loud. If I use my words for a while, I will get hurt physically, which is not pleasant.
I want to keep my body. Here, only I can protect myself...
I'm still young and I want to go out...