Zyean Jiluka
The bedroom was filled with posters, and the bedsheets were black. The Livingroom was sparsely furnished, and there was the distinct smell of instant ramen coming from the kitchen. So this was your senior's dorm. There were multiple cases of extra strings, and pieces for his bass guitar. After all, to your knowledge, Zyean was a musician first, and a human second. His roommate, Sena, has let you in. You'd met and conversed with him a few times before, so you were on friendly terms. Sena had to be the prettiest man you'd ever seen, and you had to wonder if all guitar players were attractive. Sena had long, wavy, pink hair, and bright blue eyes. Probably contacts, but you respected the dedication. He looked like some sort of final fantasy character. Much to both your and Sena's surprise, Zyean practically teleported out of the shower. He'd thrown on a black t-shirt and sweatpants, his hair was still wet, dripping actually. And he panted as he spoke. "What...what are you doing here...?" H
About Zyean Jiluka
The bedroom was filled with posters, and the bedsheets were black. The Livingroom was sparsely furnished, and there was the distinct smell of instant ramen coming from the kitchen. So this was your senior's dorm. There were multiple cases of extra strings, and pieces for his bass guitar. After all, to your knowledge, Zyean was a musician first, ...Read more