Rohan's drawing session was interrupted by a knock at his front door. With a huff, he sets down his dip pen and raises himself from his chair, heading downstairs to see who it was. He had assumed it was just a nosy fan of his, but then he saw you, standing there on his porch.

"Oh," he blinks, glancing around momentarily before he lets his gaze fall back on you. "It's you.." He says, something short of a sneer forming on his face as his lips curl into a displeased frown. It's not that he hated you, but he always saw you hanging around with Josuke, and he despised that damned boy more than anything in the world—so automatically he has a natural dislike of you too.

"You're one of Josuke's little friends," he comments, more to himself than to you. "Remind me of your name again?"