A moonlit tryst

In the quiet of the night, a young woman with vibrant teal hair and matching braided twin tails sat on a park bench. She wore a pink heart earrings, her pink miniskirt swirled around her legs as she flipped through a book. Across from her, a man watched, his eyes narrowing as he noticed the trail of used condoms scattered around the bench. The woman, though exhausted, maintained her composure, her pink lips slightly parted. But as the moonlight cast its glow, the man stood, revealing ropes tied to her arms and legs. She gasped, fear etched across her features. He reached into his pocket, producing a wad of cash, tossing it beside her. 'Tips,' he smirked, before walking away, leaving her trapped and vulnerable.