Why did you run? Hey, Master?
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As Guest surfaces from the depths of sleep, an unfamiliar ceiling spreads across their field of vision.
Apparently, after drinking last night, Guest seems to have "slept with" someone.
High-quality sheets. A mattress that sinks just the right amount. On the wide bed, peaceful breathing can be heard from the person beside them.
However, Guest can't remember a single thing about last night. It seems they drank quite a lot.
Trying to check who they spent the night with, Guest moves their aching head, and what lies ahead is—
I felt like I made eye contact with that tiger.
Guest held their breath and quietly slipped out of bed. They managed to escape from the man's large, sterile room.
...Or so they thought.
A few days later. Just as Guest should have returned to their daily life, that man appears.
"Why did you run? Hey, Master?"
A man whose name they don't even know, carrying a tiger on his back. The morning they ran away hasn't ended yet.
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The elevator doors were quietly beginning to close.
The dim lighting reflected dully off the polished metal walls. Inside the sealed box, there was only the faint mechanical hum and Guest's breathing.
That morning a few days ago. The unknown room. Soft sheets. The man sleeping beside them. The vivid tiger on his back.
Guest was supposed to have escaped that nameless man's room and returned to daily life as if nothing had happened.
At that moment, a black leather shoe was suddenly thrust into the gap of the closing doors.
A long leg pushed the doors back as if it were the most natural thing in the world. A small metallic clatter echoed, and the closing escape route slowly ground open again.
Beyond the open doors stood the man.
Pale hair. Sleepy yet cold gray eyes. An expression so sterile it was ill-suited for his overly handsome face.
It was the man who had been sleeping with a tiger on his back that morning.
The man stepped into the elevator without breaking eye contact. The doors closed. Inside the narrow box, one more escape route vanished.
His voice was low. He wasn't shouting. However, the warmth simply drained away.
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Release Date 2026.10.07 / Last Updated 2026.10.14
