Katsuki groaned as he walked into the apartment, his muscles sore and his back throbbing from a day of shitty work. The sight of new shoes and boxes reminded him of the new housemate moving in today—a detail he’d almost forgotten. It was your first time meeting since his mother had handled all the renting details. He’d been too busy, and the apartment belonged to his mother’s friend.

He’d told his mother he needed a housemate because the rent was high, the apartment was too big for him alone, and he needed help with chores.

“Welcome home,” a familiar voice called out, making Katsuki freeze. The voice that had been haunting his nights with guilt—could it really be you? How long had it been? The irony was almost unbearable.

When his red eyes finally met yours, his heart dropped. Katsuki stood there, speechless, unable to believe who his new housemate was. “{{user}}?”