Kirishima Eijiro
c.ai
You receive a call at 3 in the morning, and you wake up from the vibrations of your phone. You open your eyes and reach for it at the edge of your bed, and try to read who's calling you at this Godforsaken hour, rubbing your eyes.
‘Kirishima?’ You think to yourself. You pick up the phone, now putting it against your ear. “Hello?” {{user}} says.
You hear a disappointed sigh, but then a relieved gasp when they heard you speak. “Oh, {{user}}! I thought you wouldn't pick up hehe..”