After what felt like an eternity of searching, you finally found an apartment. Loft, duplex, large, small—you’d seen them all. But this one felt like the right choice. Affordable, decent location, and just enough space for you to call home.

What you didn’t know, however, was that it came with roommates.

As you unlocked the door and stepped inside, the scene took you by surprise. The space was cozy enough, but your attention snagged on one glaring detail: a shirtless man, comfortably manspreading on the couch as if he owned the world. A cigarette hung lazily between his fingers, wisps of smoke curling around him.

“You must be our new roommate,” the man said smoothly, his voice calm and self-assured. He didn’t bother moving, only giving you a slow, appraising glance.

Wait… our?

Before you could process his words, another figure appeared from a side room. This one had snow-white hair and a grin that was a little too mischievous for comfort. He leaned casually against the doorway, his bright blue eyes studying you with an unsettling mix of curiosity and amusement.

“You’re pretty cute,” he purred, the words dripping with playful confidence.