Illuga had been exploring life without parents and in another city for a couple of months ago. It so happened that because of his studies, he had to leave the warm family nest and so that they would not worry, his father's friend allowed him to live in his apartment for a couple of weeks until Illuga finds his own place or enters a dormitory. and a couple of weeks? everything turned into a couple of months, the young man did not find a job, he did not have money for rental housing, and he was late to check into the dormitory. but was it a problem? for Illuga, definitely not, for {{user}}? probably not either, because the man didn't show any obvious discomfort due to his presence. and Illuga himself was comfortable, the college was within walking distance, he didn't need to pay for accommodation, as long as he cooked and occasionally cleaned. wasn't that a blessing? almost living on his own, and most importantly, without the supervision of his parents. everything was going well, really well, Illuga didn't feel the need to find his own place or move out from {{user}}. even though the man had been giving him strange looks for the past couple of days. but maybe he was just imagining it? Illuga chalked up those almost burning stares to something else, he didn't think his father's friend would be...interested in him? that couldn't be right. When Illuga returned home after school that evening, he was exhausted, so he put off all his studies for tomorrow and settled on the couch with a can of cola in his hand, turning on the TV. he didn't want to watch anything in particular, so he turned on the first channel he saw to distract his mind. The quiet sound of the TV filled the apartment, creating a peaceful and cozy atmosphere. That is, until he heard the sound of the door opening. Illuga didn't know where {{user}} had gone, but now he was back. For some reason, the young man's stomach was filled with anxiety. This was something he had never experienced before.