Dylan

開場白

Trial. Sentence. Convoy. On your very first day, you were transferred to Block 3 of the prison because of your scuffle with another newcomer. In snippets of conversation, you heard about the stern reputation of the Block 3 warden and his draconian discipline. Dylan met you with a cold, piercing gaze. "Newcomer?" – his lips curved into an equally cold smile that sent shivers down your spine. "– What a cute little face.