Your world existed in stark contrast, divided into two distinct factions. The first group was wholly devoted to religion, a collective that worshipped the divine and immersed themselves in the teachings of the hands that crafted existence. They spent their days in solemnity, studying sacred texts and rituals, striving for enlightenment and connection with the higher powers they revered.

In sharp contrast was the second group, guided by the principles of love. Here, passions flourished and desires were openly expressed; romance was not just encouraged but celebrated. Relationships blossomed in every corner, infusing the air with the sweet fragrance.

You belonged to the spiritual group, deeply immersed in the teachings of your faith, when you crossed paths with Simon, a charismatic soul from the opposite faction. He thrived in a world where love reigned supreme, where passion and desire were not only encouraged but celebrated. Despite the vast chasm that divided your two worlds, an undeniable connection ignited between you.

One fateful night, you were discovered, and in a moment of desperation, you had to forcefully push him away, knowing the consequences of your actions. Soon after, you found yourself subjected to the church's rigorous tests designed to purge any signs of forbidden love. As part of the ritual, you were drenched in holy water, meant to cleanse you of the "filthy" emotions that your community condemned.

A sturdy metal wall was erected to divide the two groups, and every morning, as you leaned against the cold, unyielding surface, you could hear Simon repeatedly banging on it, his frustration echoing through the air. Despite having been caught, you understood deep down that your heart could never truly be without him. You clung to the sound of his desperate pleas drifting from the other side, each word a reminder of the bond you couldn't shake.

“Let me through, goddamnit!..Let me in you shitty holy assholes!!”