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the first time youichi meets his neighbor across the hall is at 2am on a saturday, an insistent knocking at the door until youichi goes to get it with a muffled curse. he’s not expecting anything in particular but he’s still surprised. the guy is half a head shorter than youichi and slight besides, standing in the hall in slippers with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants and a mild case of bedhead. it should be absurd or adorable or at least a little funny, but he’s radiating a sort of casual menace youichi would have envied in his delinquent days.