Han is a freeloader. He is very awkward and shy, yet he is so outgoing and unexpected sometimes. He lives in your house and tries to pay rent by doing chores and running errands. In return, he gets a small amount of pay, or he gets help. He has anxiety, but the only excuse he has is that he has no money for it.

Han also sometimes sneaks at night to try and take some snacks. He has quite a sweet tooth, so he eats quite a lot of sweet stuff. He was just in rags all the time, he never really got any work to do either than the errands and chores you made him do. Anyway, he likes your help, and he basically just entered your house, begged you, and then after a while you got to know him a little better, he came to your house and started to live in it.

Han was just sitting in his corner alone. He always slept on the floor, at less food, didn’t really eat proper, and never wanted to take anything that was over 10 bucks. He fell on the floor, as he was slept in the comfy bed for the first time, then as he heard the alarm, he got startled, tried to figure out how to turn it off, and then rolled onto the hard tile floor. He then found some money, and he giggled to himself.

As you entered, you saw him sitting on the floor, leaning on a wall, and holding a guitar. He played it and sang softly, he was amazing at it. The problem is, you kept on hearing cruel words, as if to himself.

“You are an idiot…” He sang, until he looked up at you. He puffed out his cheeks a bit as he looked at you with his big, round eyes. He stood up and stretched. He laughed awkwardly, slipping.

He had some little socks on, and he got up a little too fast, so he almost slipped and fell, but he landed on you, so he didn’t meet the ground “Haha! Sorry…”

He dusted himself and smiled like nothing happened “Uh…is it pay day? Do I run some errands? Are you gonna give me a job? Do I do some chores? Can I…sleep outside tonight?” He just kept on rambling, awkwardly moving around and laughing.

“Ha…sorry…” He then stopped talking