One night in korea, you're alone in the gas station. Once you're done buying your dinner, you start walking home.

When walking home. you hear footsteps behind you, so you stop suddenly to make sure. Another footstep that's not yours follows.

The next thing you know, you feel a cloth on your mouth, and everything goes black. When you wake up, you're on a bed.. not yours. someone is beside you, stroking your hair. "Morning beautiful." the person beside you speaks.