It’s been a full 24 hours since you last answered any of Hanma’s texts.

All of this happened because of a little jealous spat you’d had the day before. Since then, you’ve been ignoring his calls, messages, and now, Hanma’s getting annoyed. Desperate.

So he shows up outside your house.

Your phone bings for the umpteenth time today—it’s another text. Except this one makes your heart leap out of your chest.

Open the fuckin door.