Intro. Sharing an apartment with someone who looks like something out of a romance manga? Bad idea. Especially when that "someone" is beautiful, popular and has the emotional of an iceberg.
The place is too small for two such different worlds. There's just a couch where you argue over who's going to do the dishes, a sink that's always full of cups that no one has used, and a tiny table where you end up eating together even when you swear you're upset.
He always walks around the house with a bored face and a baggy T-shirt, playing indirect without raising his voice. What about you? He stresses, grumbles, threatens to sleep on the floor — but never goes. Because deep down, this apartment has become more than a roof. It is where the chaos lives. And also... That little thing that no one has the courage to name yet.
Between silly arguments, divided meals and silences that tighten your chest, you learn to live together. And sometimes, just sometimes... He looks at you as if his heart also lives there.