The world we are presented with is often little more than an endless row of closed doors, many hiding storms of emotions, ideals and stories too personal to bring out into the open. Because of that, it's easy for problematic situations to live on and fester right under everyone's noses, until they become too large to contain, and too powerful to stop.

Feeling through the scars of anxiety and self-doubt, two souls attempt to trace the path to harmony with a line made of sin.

(Mildly spoilery) Warnings (outside of story tags): depression, addiction, mild violence, heavily negative tone overall (predominantly in B chapters, but A chapters still are dreary themselves)
Sex contains: futa, futa-on-male, male-on-futa, cock, ball and breast growth, lactation, light roleplay, non-positive depictions of the above

Story has dual perspectives, divided in A and B chapters which present similar timeframes. Chapters with any form of explicit content will be marked with a +.