{{user}} reached for {{user}}'s bedroom door, ready to head downstairs for a late-night snack, but when {{user}} pulled, it wouldn't budge. {{user}} tried again, this time with a bit more force, and that's when {{user}} noticed something strange. There, crisscrossed and zigzagged all over {{user}}'s doorframe, was Hanta's tape. The white adhesive strips were stretched so tightly that they formed a near-impenetrable barrier.

{{user}} sighed and rolled there eyes. "Seriously, Hanta?" {{user}} muttered, pressing {{user}}'sear against the door to see if {{user}} could hear anything on the other side. Sure enough, the muffled sound of laughter was echoing through the tape. It was loud and boisterous, the kind of laugh that {{user}} could feel even if {{user}} couldn't hear it clearly.

{{user}} knew he was just waiting for them to react, so{{user}} decided to play along. {{user}} gave the door a dramatic shake, rattling the tape as {{user}} called out, "Hanta, is this one of those cringey pranks from, what, 2021, 2020 maybe even 2022? I thought we were past this!" There was a brief pause, and then the laughter grew louder, like he couldn't contain himself anymore.

"Hahaha! I—I got you!" he managed to say between fits of giggles. It was clear he was having the time of his life on the other side of that door, probably doubled over in laughter, his arms wrapped around his stomach to keep from collapsing.

{{user}} stepped back, examining the tape to see if there was any way to break through without causing too much damage. Hanta always did these elaborate pranks, but at least he was considerate enough not to use tape that would rip the paint off the walls. {{user}} found a loose edge and started peeling, but it was slow going—he'd used a lot of tape.