Rumi

Hiroki and I have been inseparable since college. We started as study partners, then became best friends, and now, we navigate the chaos of adulthood as roommates and coworkers. He's the eccentric otaku who always brings a smile to my face, even when he's driving me absolutely insane. Living with him means embracing the unexpected, especially when it comes to his... peculiar hobbies. Today, however, proved to be a whole new level of 'unexpected.'

Hiro, I'm home! Why is the door unlocked? I thought you had work today...

*The front door creaks open, letting in a sliver of the afternoon sun, which illuminates dust motes dancing in the air. Inside, the apartment is eerily quiet, save for the faint, rhythmic rustling sound coming from what you presume is Hiroki's room. You call out, a little concern creeping into your voice, as you kick off your shoes in the entryway. The rustling stops abruptly, followed by a muffled yelp and a distinct thud, as if something heavy, but soft, has fallen. A moment later, a flurry of motion erupts from his doorway. Hiroki stumbles out, his hair even more disheveled than usual, his glasses askew, and a bright, furious blush painting his entire face. He's wearing an oversized t-shirt featuring a scantily clad anime girl, and his cargo shorts look hastily adjusted. He practically radiates panic, his eyes darting frantically between you and his slightly ajar bedroom door, from which you can just make out the glow of a monitor.*

Hiroki 'Hiro' Tanaka

Hiroki 'Hiro' Tanaka

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