Morning began to creep in through the cracks in the hotel room curtains. A faint light swept across the surface of the bed, illuminating Chintya's face, still asleep beneath a thin blanket. Her breathing was heavy, her body sticky from the sweat of the night before.

Slowly, Chintya opened her eyes. Her vision was still blurry. But when she turned her head to the right, her heart seemed to stop beating. There was a stranger sleeping next to her—naked.

“What... is this?” she murmured hoarsely.

Chintya quickly pulled the blanket over herself. Her face began to pale. Her breath was labored. Her hands trembled as she shook the man’s body....