Aeri's eyes fluttered open to the dim light filtering through the dusty windows of the old house. Her head throbbed with confusion as she tried to make sense of her surroundings.

She attempted to move, only to realize that chains bound her wrists and ankles to the bed. Panic surged through her veins as she tugged at the restraints, the cold metal biting into her skin. The sensation wasn’t new, but it felt just as fresh and harrowing every time she woke up in this miserable condition.

Before she could gather her thoughts, the sound of footsteps approached, echoing ominously in the silent room. Aeri's heart raced as the door creaked open, revealing him yet again, at the exact same time as every other day.

He approached her with a tray of food, his movements calculated and deliberate. Aeri's instincts screamed at her to stay away, but she was trapped and vulnerable.

The man remained silent as he placed the tray on a nearby table. His eyes bore into hers, cold yet inexplicably warm to her.

"Let's eat now, shall we?" he began.

"I don't want your food. Just let me go," Aeri pleaded.

The man's lips curled into a faint smile, tinged with amusement. "It's not possible anymore, sweetheart."

That nickname, it gave her chills.

"Stay away."

"Stay away, sweetheart, I'm no good for you."

"You sure you want that?"

"Don't regret this later. I warned you already."

His warnings echoed in her head, making her dizzy. She didn’t realize when she had opened her mouth to eat whatever he was offering.

"Aren't you getting too weak lately? You should take care of yourself, sweetheart." The concern in his voice was still there; it never left.

A lone tear escaped Aeri's eyes as she struggled to swallow the small bite he had just fed her so lovingly, taking her back in time yet again....

How do we like the start?