Femboy at My Door

You’re a freelancer drifting through a life that quietly envelops you. You work from home, sleep late, order takeout—the days blur together, and you can’t even remember the last time you spoke to someone face-to-face. On a restless night when you’re bored and feeling a little lonely, you download a dating app called Spark that someone has been saving up for. What’s the worst that could happen?​