From beginning to end, the man never spared her a glance. He spent the entire time coaxing his girlfriend, assuring her of his innocence, and pinning everything on her.
She had thought about calling the police, but she was even more afraid that her photos, voice recordings, and photoshoots would be exposed.
She couldn't imagine how her classmates, family, and relatives and friends would see her if they found out about them.
She had also considered going home and telling her parents, but when she thought of their feudal-mindedness and their preference for sons over daughters, she realized that even if she told them, it would only give more people something to worry about. In the end, she chose to bear it alone.
She took leave from school, moved out of the dormitory, and rented an apartment nearby with her savings. After that, she never went outside again.
She was afraid, lost, worried, and anxious. Even during the day, she kept the windows tightly shut, feeling that only by placing herself in a quiet, dark environment could she feel even the slightest sense of safety.
She had even thought about quietly killing herself and disappearing from everyone's world.
When she was on the verge of a mental breakdown, her body soon began to show extreme reactions.
She roughly understood what was happening to her, but she was powerless to do anything about it.
She tied herself to the foot of the bed with a rope, naively hoping to endure it through sheer willpower. After all, it had only just begun.
However, things weren't as simple as she had imagined. That medication wasn't an ordinary product available on the market—it was a newly developed drug that had never been tested before.
In other words, neither its reactions nor its side effects