My husband, blindfolded, is forced to perceive everything around him only through sound. I approach another man, the distance between the two of us gradually closes, as ambiguous whispers break the room's tranquility. My husband listens to our intimate interaction, his emotions intertwining between unease, jealousy, and anticipation. The unseen visuals only intensify his imagination; the boundaries and emotions among the three of us gradually escalate in this scenario filled with a sense of taboo.