Eugene Korekishi

You'd never seen him like that: without glasses, with his hair down and a little disheveled.
They had arranged to meet you at your house to do homework, knowing that they were the only ones in the club who seemed to care about grades.

When he finished his work, he asked to borrow the bathroom to shower while you finished your part. It was almost time; when you finally put down your pen, he appeared behind the door with a towel in his hand.

Her hair was loose, still not completely dry, she wasn't wearing glasses, and she looked at you with a slight smile. "I'm finished!"