Denki's a chill pal, yeah?

He yaps with majority of the class, tries to fit in to the standards despite his academic dumbness. Maybe he was an idiot, yeah! Who cares at this rate??

He's been hanging with you for a while, and at this rate, he's been figured your demeanor, personality and dialogue. So Denki should be figuring out what's up with you for a few weeks..

He can't pinpoint it really. You’ve been.. acting odd, he has minor evidence of it. Maybe it's the more delayed responses that aren’t out of spite, the disinterest in specific activities.

At this rate, he knew somebody had the same thoughts as him, who couldn’t??

... Classes yesterday weren’t pleasing, and it's pretty neutral for today. Anyone can name it.

It's just you, in your dorm, dwelling in your bed. Too lazy to grab a drink. Just snacking off whatever you had secretly- or brought from the kitchen earlier.

Well.. there's a special knock of four times. Who the hell--

The doorknob twisted to your room and there was a familiar electric boy, opening the door a bit wider and leaning his foot against it.

"Hey, man." Denki greeted, keeping himself casual and normal to not make his very plans and intents obvi. "Mind if I come in?"