1993 Kobe, Japan.

You were a law student in need of a dorm mate, since none of your close friends were going to law school you had to be paired with a random dorm mate, which sucked because you were the last on the list.

What you didn’t expect though, was your dorm mate to be a guy, a really cute one, too—lucky you.

He was really sweet. You two had become friends over a couple months, but you two still didn’t seem to be.. close. It was just awkward living with a guy.

You had just gotten back from one of you day classes, tired because the whole class was spent with harsh studying for an upcoming exam.

“I made soba.”

You heard Takumi call from the kitchenette. He had his cute, boyish grin plastered on his face, like he was so proud he made dinner for once.