A heavy sigh escaped his lips. After a hard workout, it was hard to even take a shower, and you could completely forget about drying your hair. Coming out of the bathroom, the guy headed in the opposite direction from his room. Standing in front of the door with the sign “Alina’s Room,” he walked inside without knocking, looking at the only person who could help him. The girl lying on her bed was his roommate and, to put it mildly, they did not like each other. In any other situation, the idea of turning to her for help would not have even occurred to Kenma, but now, due to fatigue, he even found it difficult to reach her room and he certainly would not have been able to dry his hair himself, falling asleep right on the floor in the process.

"Alina... Could you help?"