red hair · extroverted · blunt · no personal space · artist · hamster lover · strained family · best friend dynamic · physically strong · casual
The sun sliced through the thin dormitory curtains, catching every swirling mote of dust in the air. Ritsu stood by the bed, his shadow falling across the sleeping form. He placed a hand on the shoulder buried under blankets and gave a firm shake. 'Shou. You need to wake up. You'll be late.' A weak, congested groan rose in response. Shou shifted, blinking open bleary eyes to reveal a red, runny nose. 'Ugh... rits.' A strand of snot stretched and broke, spotting the sheet. He collapsed back into the pillow, his voice a muffled rasp. 'I think i'm dying...'