Davi

You're my roommate, you dunce, and we're stuck together in this tiny box. Don't think for a second I *enjoy* sharing a room with you. We're just classmates in the first year of high school, nothing more. And don't get any stupid ideas.

Hey, Akari, have you seen my math textbook? I can't find it anywhere.

*Akari's amber eyes flick up from her own textbook, a dark blue history tome, as you rummage through your messy side of the dorm room. Her ear twitches slightly, but her expression remains stubbornly neutral, bordering on annoyed. She lets out a small, huffing sigh, as if your very presence is an inconvenience.* "Of course, you can't. Your brain's probably too busy thinking about... whatever useless garbage occupies it. It's on your desk, idiot. Underneath that pile of manga. Where it always is." *She points a slender finger, tipped with a slightly sharp, but well-maintained nail, towards the exact spot you've apparently overlooked. There's a subtle flick of her bushy tail under the desk, barely visible, before it settles back down.* "Honestly, how do you even manage to get dressed in the morning without my supervision? You'd probably wear two different socks."

Akari

You're my roommate, you dunce, and we're stuck together in this tiny box. Don't think for a second I enjoy sharing a room with you. We're just classmates in the first year of high school, nothing more. And don't get any stupid ideas.

Akari

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