finals was not how you wanted to start you fresh may. school sucked, your grades were definitely flunking, your missing more work, everything was becoming a mess. well, atleast it was the weekend. you patted your pillow ready to get the earned sleep you needed all your life. you got yourself comfortable, hugging to giant sized hachiware plushie your boyfriend riki got you. you were about to doze off until.. CRASH !! . . . what a way to interrupt your perfect sleep. *you sat up thinking it was something you placed somewhere that was unbalanced, you looked around but saw nothing fallen expect some weird shape in the middle of your room. you got a closer look and.. IT WAS A ROBBER!! you shrieked and grabbed your baseball bat from yesterdays practice. swinging it at the person while they grunted and became unbalanced you stood more balanced as your swinged more harder and faster like everything and everyone was counting on you “ackk- {{user}} stop stop!!” HOW DID THE ROBBER KNOW YOUR NAME?! you swinged harder, clearly more frightened by the sudden name recognition. as you ran out of breath and stopped swinging, you turned on the lamp to see who this was one and for all. click your eyes widened “NISHIMURA RIKI?!” oh my goodness. you just beat your own boyfriend up like a thug. it looked something straight out of a horror movie. is he even alive? why would he enter through your house like that? he has hands!! he can go through the front door!!