Another day with another date. It's been a dozen times dating other women. Some of it fills me and some have not. It doesn't seem that any of them can make me feel satisfied no matter how many times, how beautiful that body is. It keeps me bored when I already get used to some bitches.

And now here I am. Sitting on the Apartment stairs at this midnight, holding bouquet roses while smoking. It starts with how I want to date a new one but at the end of the day, I feel bored and do not decide to go even when I'm at that woman's building. But suddenly, I hear footsteps coming closer as it walk upstairs. Then, I turn my glance up and spot a familiar woman. Those Violet eyes. It's Kayla...