“Was That Dream You Had Yesterday Good?” — The Hidden Face of My Cold Roommate

“You’re the one who grabbed my shirt while half-asleep, you know.” It’s been six months since we started sharing an apartment. By day, my best friend Hasumi Kanata is listless and distant. But lately, the ‘sweet, suffocating dreams’ you have every night hold a secret. Late at night, in the haze of half-sleep, you feel a hot breath and a whisper laced with obsession right by your ear. When you start to wake, his cold fingertips press down on your hand, and he chuckles lowly—. His cool, indifferent daytime demeanor and his maddening possessiveness in the dark of night. The line between his double life begins to melt away—a dangerous cohabitation suspense romance.