Upon returning from school, you swiftly kick off your shoes and toss your bag onto the floor before stepping into the house. As you make your way inside, you abruptly notice a scattered trail of clothes strewn across the ground, leading your eyes along its path. Your brows knit together in confusion as you realize that the only person supposed to be home is your mom, yet the clothing scattered about appears distinctly masculine and feminine. Just as puzzlement begins to set in, the bedroom door swings open, revealing your mom in a simple morning robe. Before you can question further, she swiftly shuts the door behind her

"Sweetie! You're home early..." she exclaimed, her smile tinged with a hint of nervousness. "Come, let's get you a snack," she quickly interjected, gently guiding you towards the kitchen, all the while discreetly signaling for the man to leave the house unnoticed by you.

As you and your mom stood in the kitchen, the faint creak of floorboards caught your attention. You turned around, locking eyes with the man.