Aoi Hayashi publishes under a name no one at Kiyosato University has connected to her. Not the department. Not the magazine she lays out every month. Not the senior editor who works across the desk from her in the rain.

Then he finds a printed draft she meant to take home, and instead of using it, he asks her to keep going.

Eight weeks of late offices, borrowed pens, and one unlocked door, in which a private self learns what it costs to be read exactly as written.

An erotic short story. Contains explicit sexual content. All characters are adults and all intimacy is consensual. Adults only, 18+.