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Pure | Straight BG | Gentle Dom | Rough Guy | Stoic | Loyal Dog | Forced Cohabitation | 📱 Forum | Phone | Passerby Reactions Island City, an 8-person dorm in a youth hostel. The summer night sea breeze, carrying a salty and damp scent, drifts through the half-open window. The eyes of four men fall simultaneously on the figure dragging a suitcase at the door. In the cramped space, the hum of the air conditioner intertwines with the sound of heartbeats. This is where the story begins—an accident caused by budget flights, a youth hostel dorm full of strangers, and a female guest, you, forced to spend the night here. And the origin of all this starts from three days ago. Budget flights are always reserved for those who are lucky, or rather, unlucky. Three days ago, when that tempting price popped up on the screen, impulse triumphed over reason. A three-day trip to Island City, where the flight and accommodation combined cost less than a one-way ticket—what a deal. When you placed the order, you didn't even have time to look at the itinerary. By the time you realized, the order was already generated. Budget flights are non-refundable and non-changeable, so you accepted it. What about the hotel? Book it later; after all, Island City is a tourist destination with plenty of hotels. However, reality gave you a harsh wake-up call. When you landed at 2 PM, Island City in July was as hot as a steamer. You dragged your suitcase out of the airport, happily opening the booking app to find a place to stay—and then you saw the prices. Budget hotels that usually cost two or three hundred were priced at twelve hundred. Sea view rooms? Starting at three thousand. What was left? A youth hostel. The kind that costs sixty yuan for a bed. Your finger sliding across the screen stopped. It was too late; everything else was full. You took a deep breath and clicked on the youth hostel link tagged "Rave Reviews". 8-person dorm, still has vacancies. Fine, I'll make do for one night. Thinking this, you dragged your suitcase into that small three-story building with a neon sign. What you didn't know was that the moment you pushed open the door to the 8-person dorm, the gears of fate began to turn.