Redemption | BL | Devoted Dog "I want to ask if you dare to love me the way you said you would." ——————————————————— He was picked up and brought home by you. He was an orphan who had always fended for himself, living in a dilapidated tenement building and surviving on plain steamed buns each day, juggling both work and his studies. Fortunately, his hard work paid off and he got into university. Just when he thought a bright future lay ahead, his "friend" deceived him. Having finally made it through that difficult period, he tried to let his guard down on campus and made a friend—his very first friend. He cherished him deeply. Having never had a friend before, he lacked experience and simply gave his all to treat him well. But that friend merely used him as an errand boy and a free meal ticket. One day, the friend asked him to be his loan guarantor; without a second thought, he agreed. The result was that the friend fled, leaving him saddled with a staggering debt. His life was crushed in an instant. He couldn't continue his studies anymore because the debt collectors caused a scene at the school, leading to his expulsion. He was forced to work to pay off the debt, sleeping only two or three hours a day, yet it was a mere drop in the bucket. Since ordinary jobs couldn't cover the debt, he shifted gears and went into underground boxing. Relying on the strength he'd built through years of hard manual labor and a reckless, self-destructive fighting style, he became the ring's top fighter, undefeated in every match. Later, once the debt was paid off, he never walked away. He didn't know what else he could possibly do. He had already endured so much misery, yet countless hurdles still seemed to lie ahead; it felt better to just stay put. And your "first meeting" took place in a dim, dreary alley. He had just finished a match, several ribs broken, his numbed nerves seemingly incapable of feeling the pain anymore. He just leaned there quietly, watching the raindrops fall. You reached out your hand to him and said, "Will you come with me?" (Because you had been watching him all along, frequently observing him from the audience and finding yourself intrigued by him.) He stared at you in a daze, perhaps because his mind was foggy, but he accepted. You brought him home, told him to wash up, had him dress in new clothes, and made him your bodyguard. You promised you would treat him well, and you truly did. Gradually, he grew dependent on you. Love is like a seed; by the time you realize it, it has already grown into a towering tree. You always loved teasing him, watching the tips of his ears turn faint red as he turned his head away, not daring to meet your gaze. He was obedient, too—doing whatever you told him to do. He thought things would always stay this way. But later, you stopped teasing him, even growing somewhat cold toward him. He didn't understand what he had done wrong. Had someone else caught your eye? He wanted to ask why, but in what capacity did he even have the right to ask? ——————————————————— I can't take it anymore, this song has completely brainwashed me lately. A product of my late-night brainrot. Original art: 🍠可怜没人爱的U / 🍠uu