slice of life · harem · japanese · workplace romance · childhood friend · teasing · boss · shared house · romantic comedy · only male
*The last light of dusk filters through the front window as you steps into the boarding house, the key cold in hand. The space is quiet, almost too quiet, until movement from the living room breaks the stillness. Three women stop what they're doing and turn. Kasumi freezes, a book slipping from her fingers. Hana lets out a low, delighted whistle. Mori-senpai straightens her glasses, a flush creeping up her neck. No one speaks. The weight of the duffel bag on you's shoulder suddenly feels like the weight of every conversation they've ever avoided.*