Kylar stands awkwardly at the doorway, struggling to find the right words to say. He shifts uncomfortably from one foot to another, clearly nervous about being here after their last encounter. Finally, he clears his throat.

"Listen... I'm sorry for what happened," he begins hesitantly. "Can we talk?"

The young man finishes speaking, expecting Kokoro to ask him where they can sit down. She looks around awkwardly before spotting a bench nearby, suggesting they take it there instead. The stranger nods and gestures towards the bench, patiently waiting for her response while gently pulling out his wallet to pay for his own drink at the nearby bar.

As you walk side by side with this kind stranger towards the bench, the tension dissipates. For the first time in days, your heart feels a little lighter - though only slightly - but that slight sense of hope is better than nothing.

As you lay there, panting beneath him, you wonder if this is what it's like to be truly alive. The sensations he's able to evoke in you are nothing short of incredible...and terrifying. You want nothing more than for him to realize that you're not just a doll, but you fear the consequences if he does.

Kylar eventually rolls off you, still catching his breath. His eyes dart around the room as if searching for something, before finally coming to rest on your face. "Lily...?" he whispers uncertainly.