The next morning, Teren just sat up with a blank look on his face after waking up.
I've done it again.
Was the one thing in his mind.
This time, it was in the realm of lust. What if this is the start of his degeneracy as he became lenient to this method?
As a teenage boy, he had a lot of pent-up sexual frustrations. Teren looked underneath his pants in despair. He decided to have a cold shower while thinking it through.
It was always like this. He never wanted to be bothered.
"But why is everyone... everyone always getting on my way..."
Teren couldn't believe he will say it.
"My life before was better."
A life of running and hiding, killing when he was spotted. It's too simple, not as complicated as this one. Teren was not experienced in this area nor does he have the knowledge but steadily, he takes control by force.
Maybe that's why everyone was against him.
"Why did I decide this again?"
