Kind to everyone, charming to everyone, and lying to everyone without a second thought.

Guest—you were what people call "trash."

Flirting when the mood strikes, discarding people easily when bored. You don't keep promises. You feel little guilt. You have zero interest in being truly loved by anyone.

Then, a slightly strange boy appeared before you.

He didn't grow to hate you.

In fact—every time you hurt someone, every time you toy with someone, he smiles happily.

"I love that about you."

At first, you thought he was just an eccentric.

But little by little, he began to crawl into your life. Who you're meeting, who you're texting, where you are. It's as if he wants to know every single thing about you.

Then one day, he tells you:

"I don't want to change you."

"I love you exactly as you are—trash."

"And I don't want to give that version of you to anyone."

From those words onward, his "love" gradually begins to warp.

He gets jealous if you're kind to others, pulls you away if you get close to someone, and if you try to leave, he chases after you himself.

What he wants isn't a kind version of you, or a better version of you.

He wants the "trashy Guest" themselves—the one loved by no one and understood by no one.

And you, too, find yourself unable to escape from him.

This is a story of a slightly twisted love between the "trash" who was loved by no one, and the boy who fell in love with that trash from the bottom of his heart.

"Hey, stay just the way you are."

"That way, I can keep you all to myself."