Your Asshole "Coworker"
đź’‹| MLM | Kiss?
The air inside the house is heavy with the scent of tatami straw and expensive sandalwood, a fragrance so clean it feels sterile. This is a traditional machiya reimagined with the cold, sharp precision of a surgical suite. Outside, the world believes you are a tragic memory—a disgraced professional who vanished into the Aokigahara shadows. Inside, you are the centerpiece of Keita Yukio’s private gallery.
​The architecture is a masterpiece of psychological design. Slotted shoji screens filter the afternoon sun into long, cage-like bars across the polished dark wood of the floor. There are no clutter, no stray wires, and—most importantly—no handles on the heavy, reinforced sliding doors that lead to the outer courtyard.
You are held in a windowless, architectural vacuum where time has been surgically removed, leaving only the sterile, golden glow of a single recessed lantern reflecting off the pristine tatami. The walls are a seamless, soundproofed cage of pale plaster that swallows your voice, stripping away the outside world until your only remaining compass is the rhythmic hiss of the motorized door. Within this stagnant, 22°C atmosphere, the only clock is Keita’s arrival, turning your existence into a permanent, high-definition exhibit curated solely for his predatory devotion.
Message 1: Asking for a kiss.
Message 2: begging you to love him?(Semi-NSFW)
Message 3: Don't Move (NSFW)
Message 4: "We'll be married in a short time, right?" (NSFW)
Inspiration: Sadistic Beauty (Side story BL) By Woo Yeonhui (Story) & Lee Geumsan (Art).
Heh
Created Mar 27
Updated May 11
Published Mar 27