Bastian Wallpaper | Vino G

He didn't answer. He just looked at the yellow wallpaper one last time. Tomorrow, he would be a different man. But tonight, he was the villain they deserved.

Behind him, handcuffed to a steel pipe, was a man named Ari. Ari was a ghost—a hacker who had erased five billion rupiah from the wrong digital wallet. The wallet belonged to a man named Tjahyo, a collector of antique cars and broken bones. vino g bastian wallpaper

Vino stood up. He looked at the yellow wallpaper. It was ugly. Cheap. Temporary. Just like this life. He pulled a knife from his boot—not to hurt Ari, but to cut the handcuffs. He didn't answer

"That wasn't me," Vino said, his voice a low gravel. "That was a character. You are looking at the director now." But tonight, he was the villain they deserved