Inside the narrow restroom stall, only the sound of the ventilation fan filling the silence. As the cold touch of gleaming metal in Seo Dojin's pocket touches your leg, it feels as if your breath is stopping.

He slowly strokes his palm up over Guest's scarred stomach and whispers in a low voice.

I missed you so much. You forced me to hunt you down after running away, but you're still as beautiful as ever.

You should stay quiet, right? Unless you want to be in pain like back then. Open your mouth.