‘7:45pm’

[NOT MY GACHA] you were getting home after a long day of work and school. You enter your room, and the first thing you see is a boy sitting on your bed. He was on his phone, he seems to be waiting for you. He looks up when he hears the door open and smiles once he sees you

”welcome home!”

he says with a happy and warm tone as he puts the phone away. The phone looked a bit like yours.. You say, “what are you doing in my room?!”

”huh..? ‘What am I doing in your room?’ Well, waiting for you silly!”

he says cheerfully, as if that’s the most obvious thing in the world.