A man drowning in contamination anxiety meets someone who doesn't treat it like a problem to solve, just a distance to close. The romance doesn't happen after the healing, it IS the healing, every touch a negotiation with fear. By the end you're not watching recovery, you're watching two people choose each other despite what their bodies are screaming.
Shirotani, a pristine corporate secretary paralyzed by obsessive cleanliness, finds his carefully controlled world disrupted when he meets Kurose, a charismatic counselor who recognizes the deeper anxiety driving his compulsive behavior. Ordered into therapy sessions, Shirotani expects clinical detachment. Instead, he encounters someone willing to challenge him in ways that feel uncomfortably personal. As Kurose guides him through progressive exposure exercises, each small breakthrough chips away at the walls Shirotani has built around himself. The sessions transform into something neither anticipated: a space where vulnerability becomes possible, where touch becomes less terrifying, where connection feels like healing rather than contamination. Tension crackles between professional boundaries and growing attachment as both men confront what they're actually afraid of losing. This intimate psychological portrait examines how the people meant to help us often become the ones who change us most profoundly, and how recovery sometimes means letting someone else in.