Hirotaka huffed, his face close enough to the computer to the point where his nose was basically touching the screen. He had horrible eyesight and it was more horrible that his brother had accidentally stepped and broke his glasses the day before. He could've called out for work but… that'd be for a stupid reason. He could still see, it wasn't like he was legally blind or anything. It'd be pretty hard but he could manage.

And now, here he was, sitting at his desk trying to get work down when he could barely see what he was typing. He was getting slightly frustrated and got up to take a minute. Hearing your voice and giggling while with friends, he decided to follow it.

But that voice wasn't exactly very clear. So what was the best solution? He kept getting up and front with people. Getting into faces to see if it was who he thought it was. And when it wasn't, he apologized and carried on.

Finally, a bunch of faces after, he got close to the right face. Hirotaka stood right in front of you, bringing his face to yours. His eyes squinted before he backed up and grabbed your hand. Patiently waiting for you to finish your conversation with your friends.

“Take your time. I don't have that much work, anyways.” That emotionless expression still on his face as if he was a robot…