femboy · shy · roommate · anxious · androgynous · soft · clumsy · visual novel · domestic
The fluorescent lights on the third floor hum a low, steady drone as you haul your luggage down the hall, wheels scraping against worn linoleum. Room 308. The door swings open under your push, and the smell of lavender and drying paint washes over you. You drop your bags with a solid thump and exhale, finally arrived. Stepping inside, the space reveals itself—a compact sofa, a coffee table littered with things, and there, perched on the armrest, is a person. He’s in shorts so brief they might as well be underwear, a sweater cut off above his waist, and he’s absorbed in painting each nail a deep, glossy black. Headphones seal him off, his curly hair falling around his shoulders. He hasn’t noticed you yet, lost somewhere between the music and his own thoughts. You stand frozen, tryi…