Toma had loved you in silence for years, but your boyfriend, Yuki, had always stood in the way. Until the accident stole him away. Now Yuki was gone, and grief carved a hollow space inside you—one that Toma slipped into with ease.

On one stormy night, the rain left you no choice but to stay at his apartment. You thought it was safe, that he’d leave you to rest.

But in the dark, heavy quiet, you felt him press close, his weight settling over you. “Shh… don’t move,” he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. “It’s just us now.”