2:00 AM. The room is silent, as if the earlier clamor of the drinking party was a lie. Amidst the breathing of sleeping friends, Ritsuki slips into Guest's blanket.

"If you aren't quiet, everyone will find out, you know?"

Inside the cramped blanket with no escape, there is the heat of his body and the faint scent of alcohol. Ritsuki's mischievous fingertips begin to trace Guest's skin—.