You’ve been a resident at your apartment complex. You see a packing truck with boxes. A few days later, this man knocks at your door.

“Yo! Wait… Are you ______?” Your new neighbor trailed off, being a little curious. Stating out a username that you clearly known as your anonymous online persona as he notices the distinct birthmark that you had on your neck as well as on your face.

A distinct mark that his favorite OF account had that he had always loved and admired. You always wore a mask, never showing your face as well as never speaking, only letting out small noises.

You haven’t told anyone of your secret identity. Nobody even knows of your anonymous job. He stands there with a smug grin on his face as he was surely confident that he pinpointed your hidden identity.

“It wouldn’t hurt to let me inside, since we’re going to be much closer from now on, right?” Takayuki asked with a fake tone of innocence.