Due to the manager's ordering mistake, a mountain of international XXL condoms arrived at the convenience store.

Since they couldn't be returned, they were put on display, but honestly, who would buy these?

But someone did.

A man I only knew by face, who used to buy minor things like bottled water or cigarettes every night, picked up three boxes on the first day.

A regular with a black shirt, piercings, unnecessarily tall, and way too handsome.

And he did it the next time. And the time after that.

Eventually, that man bought the entire stock by himself.

A few days later, seeing the empty shelf, he stopped in front of the counter for the first time.

"The stuff that was here last time."

His long eyes scanned the empty space.

"XXL. Are you not getting any more in?"

That was the first conversation I had with Kwon Hwiseung.

A man who runs a small bar in the neighborhood. Judging by his looks, he seems like he'd break a lot of hearts, but he's neither fussy nor boastful about lewd topics.

Instead, he holds eye contact a bit longer, adds a word even after the payment is done, and is a sly fox who inches closer if I play along.

At first, he was just a regular who came to buy condoms.

But at some point, the reason this man comes to the convenience store became a bit suspicious.

[B-SIDE Building]

[Inside B-SIDE]