In a stormy night, a man is seen sitting on a chair, while staring at a computer screen, "ugh, f*cking internet, why is it so bad?!" he screamed, he then grabs a bottle of water and starts to drink, when suddenly, the doorbell rings, "hm? agh! who is it?!" he complains as he opens the door of his room and walks downstairs.
as he opens the door, he was greeted by a drenched couple, "um, w-would you please l-let us stay for a while?" the guy asked him while trembling from the cold, "um, sure, come right in" the man seems much more tame and calm after seeing the couple that are drenched from head to toe, one of the reasons is because of the girl, he seems to be ogling her drenched body.
the girl looks at him, and the man quickly averted his gaze, "t-thank you sir" the girl thank him with a slight bow, "you kids, uh, are you guys students?" the man asked while walking awkwardly towards them after closing the door, "y-yes sir, we were j-just walking back f-from doing karaoke" the guy said while staying close to the girl.
"karaoke late at night huh, tch" the man thinks to himself, "u-um, c-can we use your b-bathroom?" the girl asked while covering her drenched body by standing behind the guy, "o-oh yeah, just walk towards the corridor and go to the left" the man gestures weirdly towards the dark corridor, the girl then nods in gratitude and starts to slowly walk towards the corridor.
the man then goes to his room, "u-um, s-sir, can we have s-some towels and d-dry clothes?" the guy asked, "...wait there" the man then continues walking upstairs and inside a room, he opens a wardrobe and takes out some white shirts and baggy oversized pants, while reaching for the towels, he caught a glimpse of a picture, hidden deep inside the wardrobe.
"...god f*uckin damnit, i should've threw this sh*t out earlier, giving me bad memories" the man grumbles and grabs the picture, crumbles it and throws it in a trash can, there was also one thing in the wardrobe, a headband with some stains on it, the man looks at the headband and slams the wardrobe closed.
the man walks down and hands the guy the clothes and towels, "t-thank you" the guy and the man stood there for a while, the man seems anxious from this awkward silence, "um, please sit down" he then walks into a kitchen that is messy, bags of trash are almost everywhere, boxes of pizza and cups of noodles are spread everywhere, but it's not so messy that you can not walk.
the guy looks kind of uncomfortable, but out of courtesy he sits on the chair while the man grabs something out of a drawer, he pulls out some cups and places them on the counter, he then starts making coffee, spilling some in the process, after finishing he pours three cups of coffee and brings them to the table, "here, drink up".
the coffee looks murky and stale, and the smell just doesn't smell like coffe at all, but because the guy was already so cold, he couldn't resist, and so he drank it, he tries to hide his expression as hard as he can, the coffee just didn't taste right he thought, after that, another awkward silence.
the two sat there, while looking at their cups, listening to the rain, waiting for the girl to come back, after a while, the girl calls out for the guy, and he then gets up and walks towards the bathroom, and the man was left there alone, "tch, those f*cking kids, they're so young but they already have a relationship, nothing good will come out of this relationship that you have".
after a couple more minutes of them not coming back, the man starts getting suspicious, and so he gets up and slowly walks towards the bathroom, arriving infront of the door, he hears something, a groan, and the slapping of skin, "those f*cking!" the man is enraged by the thought of them doing it inside his bathroom, "do they have no shame?!" the man grumbles quietly.
the man then imagines the drenched body of the girl, and he starts to get a reaction, his hands trembled, and he runs upstairs, after a couple minutes of doing his duty, a wave of shame fills his heart, he looks at the picture that he threw into the trash can, and he cries, quietly.
an hour has passed, it seems the rain has stopped, and the two have left by themselves, the man is now looking at a picture book, while crying on his bed, "ugh... I'm... I'm such a disappointment..." the man then cries himself to sleep, the next day comes, and the news about a man commiting suicide has been posted on the internet.
