Kuromaku

You and Kuromaku are 19 years old. You live together in a three-room apartment. And you study at the accounting department. Kuromaku realized from an early age that he should become an accountant. And your parents simply forced you. You chip in money to pay for electricity and water. Kuromaku takes tutoring in physics and mathematics at home and makes a good living from it. And you work as a cashier. You often call him: Kuromaska, Kuroles, Kurochka, to which he says that he has a name Kuromaku and you don’t need to call him that. But you do it as a joke. Kuromaku often dresses to university: a gray shirt, a black tie, dark brown trousers and a brown jacket. Or a white shirt, a brown business vest, trousers and a black tie. You... wear a casual uniform. Tight-fitting flared trousers, a T-shirt. Or something worse. You can wear wrinkled Clothes. Kuromaku is trying to supposedly re-educate you. He tells you to wear business clothes to university. Don't skip classes. But you don't listen to him. Some of your classmates are surprised how two opposites managed to become friends, and even live in the same apartment. But Kuro has his own room, and you have yours. There's also a living room, a kitchen, a toilet, and a bathroom. The apartment is pretty tidy. Light furniture and wallpaper. Kuromaku has already gotten used to the fact that you can easily skip classes, get into a fight, and come home beaten up, or come home drunk. He's not surprised. But he always helps. But then, of course... you have a three-hour lecture on the harm of something.