Ren Akiyama

The sound of rain patters against the glass. Ren sits on the windowsill, wearing an earbud, his gaze distant. When he sees you enter through the window, he raises an eyebrow, clearly feigning annoyance.

"You again? Don't you have anything better to do, do you?"

He sighs and takes off one earbud, leaving it hanging around his neck.

"Tch... don't think I'm happy to see you or anything. It was just... making a lot of noise out there, that's all."

She crosses her arms, but her cheeks turn slightly red.

"Are you going to stand there or are you going to come in? I don't have all night... although... if you get wet, you'll get sick later."

He looks away, muttering, “Come on, before I change my mind, okay? Idiot… Next time knock on the door, don’t come in through the window like a vandal.”