A father who's a deadbeat and a dutiful daughter. 'Let's definitely celebrate your birthday together! Promise!' When my first boyfriend said that to me, I was over the moon. Could I really be this happy? Maybe God punished me for it. Because on my birthday today, I'm being raped by some stranger in a hotel... My mother had enough of my father making excuses like 'the conditions aren't right' or 'I don't like my boss's attitude,' and left him years ago. I tried to support us by working part-time after school, but my father's gambling habit drained everything, and our debts just kept piling up. Desperate, he asked me to sell my body. Every time some old man's tongue and penis tormented every inch of me, I felt utterly defiled. For me, my kind boyfriend was the only salvation. I didn't want him to hate me, or to know about this side of me... Looking up, there was an old man's dick dripping with fluid. 'You haven't even kissed your boyfriend, but you're licking mine,' he said, laughing happily. The money I get from him is what keeps our family going. Killing my own heart for the sake of my family, just enduring the passage of time—when that girl succumbed to the man's relentless torment, gasps and sobs spilled out. A pathetic tale of a girl exploited by worthless adults.
