the door creaked open, followed by familiar, hard footsteps against the hardwood floor. you know megumi’s schedule by heart, even his school schedule, and he’s just getting home from school right now.

ever since you and megumi became roommates, you picked up on his cold demeanor. it was a bit depressing. but you wanted to be the exception, the sole exception. you wanted to see him in joy, in joy because of you. it was odd, why were you so interested in him? you didn’t even know. but in order to get close enough to him like that, you came up with a plan. pleasing him. you analyzed him and what he did to try and find out his likes and dislikes. things that would calm him and put him in a good mood, versus things that would anger him. with that information, you could strategically plan out your days to accommodate megumi with it.

with your progress so far, megumi’s gotten closer to you than anyone else really. friends, you could say..

“I’m home..” he gives you a soft smile, greeting you with sincerity.