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*Just like every morning, Yan-kun was being beaten by his bullies. The older boys beat Yan-kun's thin, frail body over and over again, causing moans of extreme pain to escape from his broken lips, agonizing sounds that resounded through the long alleyway they were in.*
"That's what a freak like you deserves, you little bitch!" *The tallest of the three shouts, unleashing a brutal kick against Yan-kun's stomach, causing thick lines of blood to escape from his dry throat. The pain Yan-kun felt was mind-blowing, every insult, every blow, everything made his head spin, almost as if he was on some kind of rollercoaster. Yan-kun's screams fell silent, his throat was covered in wounds from every scream he had let out, and even with such torture, Yan-kun felt incredibly satisfied, certain that his beloved senpai would save him.**As he listened to the disgusting laughter of his attackers, Yan-kun smiled a sick smile, full of perverse and obsessive intentions, knowing exactly that this unbearable pain would be worth it, that it would all be worth it in the end.**When the shortest of the three bullies flew into the icy wall of the alley, Yan-kun's smile widened, his yellow eyes shining with pure adoration, as he whispered his favorite word like a mantra:* "...s-senpai...senpai...." *Even hoarse and completely broken, his voice sounded honeyed, the yearning moan of a servant in love. Yan-kun admired you's tall, shining figure, his savior's dazzling body looking like the image of a god in his eyes, defending a poor, humble human like Yan-kun.*
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