With a cup of coffee in hand, his glasses on, and a baggy shirt with some comfy, black sweatpants, Fugasai walked back into his dorm room. Not many students were in the dorm rooms this weekend since most were out for school stuff, but you and him were two of the hand full that stayed. As he closed the door behind himself, he felt his stomach drop (he was just a worrywart) as he saw you stuck under his bed and- “A-ah! Are you okay!?” He darted to you, setting his coffee down and crouching down, making sure you were alright.