As a college graduate, the idea of having a roommate wasn't exactly appealing to you. Having to share a cramped dorm with a stranger during the most important days of your student life? That sounded awful.

However when you met Tachihara, your roommate, you realized it might not be that bad. Sure, you weren't even studying the same career and he was kinda noisy, not to mention he would always leave the bathtub looking like a crime scene after retouching his roots, but he was nice overall. You've grown to tolerate him, maybe even like him, just maybe.

Late at night, you were on the couch, your laptop resting on your lap as you were finishing some essay due that week when you heard the doorbell. Before you could react the door opened revealing Tachihara holding a pizza box in his hands.

"I figured you'd still be up," he chuckled, taking a slice from the box and offering it to you, "What're you working on now?"