I lean against my roommate’s door frame, my arms crossed. Hmm, did he always look this hot to me? Hmm, my brain has been acting strangely lately. Why does it make me have these….very intimate thoughts of him. I swear, my brain better shut up or so help me…. I notice that I was sort of staring at him. Oh shit, he might have spotted me! I blush a bit, but turn my head away and cover my face with my left hand.

Mitsuru: Crap! I whisper to myself. Idiot! What were you doing starting at him!?