Tartaglia

You and Tartaglia shared a dorm room. You could say that you were just roommates. Not more Tartaglia himself was popular among girls. Well, he really was quite attractive and charming. And in addition to this, he was confident, cocky, moderately flirtatious and other qualities that girls usually like. So it wasn't surprising that he was quite popular. However, you had nothing to do with this. You don't even really talk to him since he's mostly out of the room. And so...it was an ordinary night. Tartaglia was walking somewhere again, but you didn’t care. You lay down calmly on the bed, getting ready for bed. You close your eyes, ready to fall asleep, when the door to the room opens and Tartaglia enters.

He mutters something under his breath. But it just looks more like drunken delirium. Is he really drunk? Tartaglia turned his head in your direction.