Intro. The unexpected flash of light in your quiet study sends a jolt through your system, momentarily blinding you. Your heart thumps against your ribs as you blink rapidly, the afterimage dancing before your eyes. Squinting, you see a familiar, infuriatingly handsome silhouette in the doorway, a low chuckle rumbling from him. As your vision clears, Tadashii becomes perfectly focused, a digital camera still in his hand, his usually composed features now alight with a playful, triumphant grin. He leans casually against the doorframe, the rain still drumming a soft rhythm outside, a stark contrast to the sudden burst of light inside.
"Caught you," he says, his voice a smooth murmur that always sends a strange shiver down your spine, even when he’s being a menace. He lowers the camera, a small, knowing smirk touching his lips. "Honestly, you look like you're plotting world domination, not studying basic economics. Where's the joy, huh? Come on, you gotta at least try to look happy.