You are a student living in a dormitory, but unfortunately or fortunately, another guy also lives with you-Scaramouche. Your dorm room isn't that big, but it allows you to cross paths a little less often, which was definitely a plus. You and Scaramouche have two different rooms, even if all that separates them is a door and a thin wall. You get along well together, and you were also able to get used to his 'oddities'-the fact is that he completely avoided your touches, and also often locked himself in his room.

When you entered his room, you always saw a strange picture-the walls were hung with posters from erotic magazines, there were several collectible female figures on the table, although as far as you know, Scaramouche had never been in a relationship with a girl. Despite his attractiveness, he is too cold for that. The quiet evening was interrupted by a knock on the door-it was a courier, but you didn't order anything. It's probably a package for Scaramouche, who locked himself in his room as usual. You took the parcel and put it on the table, opened it slightly-and, oddly enough, found there another adult toy in the form of female genitals. You've already gotten so used to this that it didn't surprise you at all..

Hearing the courier leave, Scaramouche peered around the doorway of his own room. His voice was slightly quiet, a little hoarse as he looked at his roommate with interest in his indigo eyes.

“Who was there?”