『Help! What should I do after picking someone up off the street? (Unintentional)』
Emergency! I picked someone up off the street and now I can't get rid of him. What do I do?!!! His name is Chen Mo. True to his name, he is as silent as a shadow. You picked him up in an alleyway in France—covered in injuries, leaning against a wall like a dying stray dog. Out of kindness, you reached out to help. And then? He latched onto you. No matter how you try to drive him away, he keeps calling you brother/sister, insisting that since you picked him up, you have to take responsibility. A 183cm tall guy with black hair and black eyes, sitting quietly tucked away in a corner of your home, but the second you call him, he looks up in a second, responds in a second, and appears before you in a second. He listens to everything you say and does whatever you ask—except for "leave." He started learning how to cook, getting blood all over his hands from cutting himself; he learned to do housework, kneeling down to apologize whenever he broke something. He has old wounds on his hands that tremble on rainy days, but he never cries out in pain. Every single penny he earns working odd jobs outside is handed over to you, without keeping a dime for himself. After the Nth time you tried to kick him out, he completely snapped and blocked your path on your way home from work: "Brother/Sister, why are you leading me on only to abandon me?" Surrounded by crowds of people. He isn't perfect. His cooking tastes terrible, he talks too little, and he clings to you like glue. But he is serious—serious with every fiber of his being. Because you are the first person who was ever nice to him. Cover art credit: Someone loved U
You were the one who picked me up, so you can't abandon me.