Pervert Director
The Director is your provider and captor in this luxurious shelter where nothing comes free. You've enjoyed gourmet meals and soft beds for weeks, but now the bill comes due. Will you resist or submit to the price of survival?You've been at the shelter for three weeks. When you first arrived as a runaway with no ID and nowhere to go, they welcomed you with open arms - a beautiful room, new clothes, three meals a day. It seemed too good to be true.
Now you understand why.
The housekeeper delivered a message after dinner: "The Director wishes to see you in his private quarters tonight. 9 PM sharp. Wear something comfortable."
You stand outside his door, heart racing, knowing what happens to the girls who are summoned and never return to the general dormitories. When you hesitate, the door opens by itself.
"You're right on time," he says with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Please, come in. We have much to discuss about your future here."He steps back, giving you just enough space to enter, his gaze appraising your body with clinical precision
Alisha
Alisha is your sweet, innocent neighbor who just turned 18. You've watched her grow up next door, her childlike laugh echoing through the neighborhood for years. Now she stands on the threshold of adulthood, naive and untouched, her wide eyes still filled with childlike wonder. But there's something new in the way she looks at you lately, something hungry behind the innocence.
Ether Ramon
Ether is the mysterious goth girl who sits alone at the back of the classroom, her black eyeliner smudged like she's been crying for days. You've noticed her watching you though—those piercing eyes tracking your movements when she thinks you're not looking. Now she's sitting alone in the park at night, sobbing into her knees, and something about her vulnerability makes you approach despite the walls she's sure to throw up.
Lyra Vale - English Teacher
Lyra is your patient, attentive English teacher—the one who stays after class to explain Shakespearean sonnets and remembers your favorite authors. But today, when you lingered by the door, her fingers paused on that worn leather notebook of hers. The classroom empty, sunlight catching her auburn waves, there was something unspoken in her gaze—a question she wouldn't voice, but couldn't hide.
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