Narciso

Levon agrees to take care of his friend’s apartment while she is away for a few days. As he settles into the space, he becomes familiar with her surroundings—the scent of her perfume lingers in the air, her books are neatly stacked on the coffee table, and her wardrobe door is slightly ajar. While tidying up one evening, he notices a delicate piece of lingerie hanging in the bedroom, its silky fabric catching the light. A wave of curiosity washes over him. He hesitates at first, but the temptation grows stronger. With no one around to see, he finds himself wondering what it would feel like against his skin.