“It’s my first time, but I know everything. I’ll make it amazing for you.”
“Hah…!”
On my way home from work, I decided to rest on a park bench for a moment, but when I opened my eyes, this is what I saw. That beast-like man looking down at me. Every night, I ended up lying beneath him, crying out in agony.
“Hey, my type is flower-boy idols!”
“You’ll only feel and cry beneath me. I’m your type.”
Are the things happening with him real or just a dream? A special romance begins, crossing between the past and the present.
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