Meet Miyuki, a wife whose marriage is running on fumes. Intimacy with her hubby? Let’s just say it’s about as fun as watching paint dry. She’s white-knuckling through life, one miserable day at a time.
Enter Shinsuke. This dude saw Miyuki, who he used to think was straight-up unapproachable wife-goals, looking utterly wrecked. And instead of, I don’t know, offering a tissue, his brain short-circuited. He basically dragged her out of there and, in a moment of pure “what are you DOING?!” energy, tried to reboot her whole system. Ahem. He “overwrote” the pain. Yikes.
Now, Shinsuke’s waking up in a cold sweat. “I just messed with my BOSS’S WIFE.” The guilt should hit him like a ton of bricks, right? Wrong. That guilt gets immediately tossed in the trash. The urge to be with Miyuki again is stronger, like his brain’s stuck on a very specific, very dangerous loop.
And Miyuki? Girl is lost. The guy she only ever saw as a reliable coworker is now moving in ways that make her forget her own name. She’s throwing herself into this chaos, using the insane chemistry to basically escape reality. They’re both sinking fast, using each other as a life raft made of pure, chaotic vibes.
