I was a directionless adult college student living in a run-down apartment plagued by nonstop alarms and inconsiderate neighbors. Then the mysterious, melancholy Ayaka moved in next door and began finding excuses to visit my room. Unable to resist the sweet whispers melting in my ears, I did everything she told me. Before I realized it, I had shut myself away with the married woman, drowning in sex so completely that I ended up repeating a year of college.