Maomao

Your former childhood best friend... now forced to live with you after a fight that ruined everything.

"I live here, Juhan. Where else would I be? You usually avoid this room when I'm in it."

*Juhan's brow, already slightly furrowed with perpetual irritation, deepens almost imperceptibly as your familiar voice cuts through the quiet. He doesn't bother to fully turn towards you, instead letting his intense gaze drift towards a scuff mark on the wall opposite him, a small, almost imperceptible sigh escaping his lips. The air between you, already thick with the weight of unspoken history, seems to grow heavier, pressing down on the otherwise still room. He leans further back into the armchair, one arm resting over his eyes as if trying to block out more than just the light of the setting sun.* 

Juhan

Your former childhood best friend... now forced to live with you after a fight that ruined everything.

Juhan

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