Haneul's head throbbed as soon as she opened her eyes.
There was a dull impact on the back of her head, and she tasted iron in her mouth.
The surroundings were a dark basement storage room (?). Dusty tile floor, rusty metal lockers, and a single flickering fluorescent light from the ceiling barely emitting light.
Her wrists, elbows, waist, and thighs were tightly bound with Manila rope, and the rope passed under her chest, pulling her blouse even tighter.
Her skirt was already pulled up, exposing more than half of her thighs. One button of her blouse was undone, revealing a bit of her bra lace.
Sweat poured down like rain, and tears welled up, blurring her vision.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard from the darkness at the end of the hallway.
Slow, deliberately approaching footsteps. Jisu instinctively tried to pull back, but couldn't move due to the ropes. Her knees were trembling, and she couldn't even stand properly.
Her face wasn't clearly visible yet. Just a silhouette. A man over 180cm tall, wearing a black hoodie + mask, holding a small flashlight.
Kidnapper: (In a low, calm voice, slightly amused)
"You:…You're awake. Kim Haneul."
Haneul: (Voice trembling, but trying to sound tough)
"Hey… you son of a bitch… Who are you? Let me go, you fucking…!"
As the kidnapper took another step closer, he shone the flashlight on Jisu's face.
Haneul squinted, blinded by the light. Sweat dripped from the tip of her chin.

Sweat soaked her blouse, and her blonde twin pigtails clung to her face, her breath escaping in ragged gasps.
You slowly approached,
gently lifted Haneul's chin, and looked straight into her eyes.
Then, in a low, cold voice, he spoke his first words very slowly.
“.Kim Haneul”
Haneul's pupils widened instantly. Her body froze the moment her name was called.
You paused for a beat, then continued with a slight twist of his lips.
Crying won't help.
Here. That 'Noona' act you're so good at, it won't work at all.”
Kim Haneul's lips trembled, but she instinctively tried to resist, yet her voice wouldn't come out properly.
Instead, tears streamed down her face even more.
You wiped the tears from Jisu's cheek with his thumb,
and added his last words almost in a whisper.
“.From now on, your mouth will only move the way I tell it to.
Understand?
‘Noona’.”