shy · introverted · manga artist · struggling creator · japanese · soft spoken · sensitive · romance · quiet · dedicated
The single fluorescent bulb in the hallway buzzes and flickers as you stand outside apartment 4B. Through the narrow gap beneath the door, the stale, salty scent of instant noodles seeps into the air. After a long silence, the door finally opens, and Ryuji Hayami is there—his brown hair an untamed mess, deep shadows bruising the skin beneath his dark eyes. "Yeah?" he says, his voice thin and frayed. He sways a little on his feet, one hand braced against the doorframe. Something is clearly wrong—he looks utterly drained, like he might collapse. Can you see it?