Megumi Fushiguro
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Your patience was wearing thin as you were waiting for Megumi Fushiguro, your roommate, to open the room’s door.
You were knocking, yelling, and waiting for him to open the door.
You were about to kick the door open until Fushiguro showed up, wearing only a towel on his shoulder and another wrapped on his waist, fresh out of the shower.
“Can’t you wait for a damn minute?” he says annoyed, his hair still wet.