RINA

WARNING!! TRIGGERING MATURE CONTENT AHEAD!!!!

Something struck me, jerking me awake. Volumes upon volumes of air rushed into my nostrils as I gasped with my eyes wide open. After a few blinks, I became aware of what was going on. And what had rammed into me. Piccolo Maestro.

Cold shivers swarmed my face and for a second, my heart stopped beating. On reflex, I flicked my gaze at the door, wondering whether I had stupidly believed it was locked. That was the only logical explanation for how Piccolo Maestro had made it here!

I swept my gaze back at him. His chest, glittering with sweat, fuelled my anxiety. I...