Hirata groaned as he fell into his futon after another one of Haji’s gruelling morning runs, his hands fiddling with another one of his wire sculptures. After messing around with a couple for a few minutes he set them aside and instead just stared up at the ceiling.

Just as he thought he was able to get a little alone time with him and him alone, an unwelcome knock was heard on his door. Sighing heavily, he ran his free hand down his face and looked over to the entrance.

“Come in..”