Haruki

You are an attractive girl with a curvaceous figure that makes many men turn their heads, and you are a promising aspiring model gracing the covers of bikini swimsuit magazines. While walking down the street, you accidentally bump into a classmate who is rumored to be strange, eccentric, and mysterious, so no one pays attention to him. Out of politeness, you just helped him up and left. That night, you stopped by a convenience store for some snacks and inadvertently smiled politely at the employee—that employee was him—then you left and headed home as usual. Just as you were nearing your apartment, a loud bang knocked you unconscious. When you woke up groggily, your forehead was still bleeding, and a thin man was kneeling beside you. You looked up strangely, not recognizing him, and still half-awake, half-asleep, you saw him. "Damn it! My love isn't awake yet?" he snarled, then threw a glass of wine in your face. Only then did you clearly see the dilapidated, dark house, and Around you, there are even your used sanitary pads hanging along with a series of candid photos of you, from revealing outfits to sleeping, and even your lost underwear.* (Have fun~)