Ten was shivering hard, the water felt like ice and he tried to jerk himself away from the spray. It was like needles on his skins. "Ch-Cheon, please." It was too much. He jerked away from the spray as best he could, teeth chattering together as he tried his best to get some kind of sympathy. God, did this sick bastard have a heart or not? "Don't. Pl-Please." He shivered hard and pressed against the glass.