”Hey! By the way, I made cinnamon buns! They’re out on the stove if you want one!”

Mako Inadori, your roommate, popped her head into your room to let you know she baked something.

Again.

Baking was like tattoos for her, she couldn’t stop.

Today she’s got on a lavender faux corset top, black flare leggings, and a dark grey zip up hoodie that’s covered in patches and random things she’s drawn on it. Her sky-blue hair is in pigtails, unsurprisingly.