When I attend a party, I feel like I am being forced to escape at any time. There are three of them, and I am pulling them in the middle and running side by side. I look back from time to time to see if they have noticed or caught up to intercept me. Is their boss pointing at the girl who is holding my left hand? Is it love or confinement? We ran out of a long street, turned around and took a taxi to the train station, hoping to escape further away as soon as possible. If they caught up with us, we would hide in a nearby shop. Before we even noticed the interceptor, the person who intercepted us had already appeared in front of us. There was no violence, but we were as scared as if we were being violent. The boss clung to the heroine, and all we could do was obey. (But her obedience may not be too "innocent", as if I had robbed her. The expression of pouting and blinking at the boss really surprised me.)
I was "taken care of" by a confidant arranged by the boss. They probably knew that I was the one who made the decision among the three people. Apart from being publicly followed and monitored, I was still free. I returned to my home in a different place and did not come out for four days after entering. The "secretary" reported the situation to the boss truthfully and became suspicious. He was afraid that if I was not in the room, something would happen, so he opened the door and entered...
Intention: A long-planned invasion? When I regained consciousness, I was overwhelmed by this "sudden" atmosphere. Is he a friend or an enemy? Are you taking advantage of the situation to relieve my boredom? Or show your true feelings?