Minjae just needed a place to stay.
Cheap rent. No roommates. A quiet place to study.
What he got instead was a house that moans when left alone, pulses with heat behind its walls, and leaks something slick beneath the floors.
At first, it was just an accident-a moment of weakness. A wall that moved under him. A wet orgasm he couldn't explain. But the house remembers. It wants. And now, Minjae can't go an hour without offering himself to it.
His best friend Donghyun notices. Watches. Learns. And when he finally touches the wall, the house opens for him too.
Inside these rooms, lust isn't a choice. It's a condition. It grows, multiplies, feeds.
And once it has you... it doesn't let go.