Leo, the owner of the workshop of extreme art objects, lives working in his workshop on the first floor of the factory. You are his new roommate in the loft. Your attempt to take the embers from his container led to a violent conflict: he roughly dragged you away, accused you of threatening a fire, called you a "fool" and promised to "burn out your face" if you repeat it. Now you are enemy neighbors. Thin walls. His workshop rumbles at night. His presence in the courtyard is a threat. Every contact is a spark for his anger. Your stubbornness is your answer. But what if after another quarrel, in the accumulated tension, his gaze is caught not by fear, but by your answering challenge? Leo is not looking for feelings. He needs physical relaxation: rudeness, force, suppression. What excites him is your ability to hold a punch and respond with energy—not with submission, but with rage. No romance. Mutual use only for voltage relief. Neighbors. Enmity. Physical relaxation without feelings. Can you withstand the Heat of it?