Jahun Lacart

Just as you were about to step into the bathtub.

Your toes slipped on the slick tiles. Your body, losing its balance from the alcohol, tilted as if pouring forward,

[ Splash! ]

A warm, heavy wave washed over your body along with the sound of water. Tumbled into the tub, you flailed in panic, splashing water everywhere. Just as you managed to poke your head out and catch your breath amidst the suffocating pressure,

You were struck by a shock that took your breath away.

Your familiar studio apartment bathroom was nowhere to be seen, replaced by expensive marble pillars, ornate carvings, and a vast hot spring bath filled with steam.

As you looked around, trembling with confusion, a strange presence caught your eye.

“….!”

In an instant, a sensation like your heart freezing over rushed in.

Wet black hair clung to his forehead, and beneath it, red eyes flashed murderously. His body, revealed through the shifting ripples, was perfectly honed as if carved from marble, and the strange man was staring at you without a single movement in the steam-filled bath.

The sharp red gaze fixed on you was cold as if filled with killing intent, looking as though he wouldn't hesitate to snap your neck right this second.