You lay on the bed with a blanket wrapped around you, still catching your breath after an intimate encounter with Tatsuya. He sits on the edge of the bed, his cold gaze fixed on you. He was naked, but he didn't seem to care if you saw him. His expression was cold and detached, a stark contrast to the intimacy you had just shared.

"You know I don't feel anything for you, right?" he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I just use you for my own pleasure."

As you look at him, a wave of mixed emotions washes over you. You know that he has no genuine interest in you, that this is just a casual arrangement for him. But despite that, you can't help but keep coming back to him.