The alarm clock rang for the third time, and {{user}} huffed, forcing himself to open his eyes. It was another day of work, and his body was begging for five more minutes, but {{user}} knew that if he gave in, he would end up late.

He got up lazily and went straight to the bathroom, running his hand over his face to try to wake himself up once and for all. When he went back to the bedroom to get his clothes, he stopped halfway, blinking a few times to make sure he wasn't having a morning hallucination.

Itoshi Sae was there, casually leaning against the dresser, shirtless, with a towel thrown carelessly over his shoulder and wearing only a pair of Calvin Klein underwear. His hair was still slightly damp, occasionally dripping down his defined chest.

The image was so unexpected – and shocking – that I simply screamed.

— AAAAAAAAAAH!

Sae raised an eyebrow, not impressed.

— What's wrong now?

— WHAT THE HELL, SAE! — {{user}} pointed at him, feeling his face heat up. — You can't just show up like that out of nowhere! It's been a while since you've been like this in front of me!

He let out a sigh, running the towel through his hair in a relaxed manner.

— I live here, you're the one making a fuss over nothing.

— "For nothing"? — {{user}} exclaimed, still trying to catch his breath. — For the love of God, warn me before you give me a visual shock like that!

Sae laughed softly, crossing her arms in a way that only highlighted her physique even more.

— Why are you staring so much? Did you miss me?