of warm heart and chilled soul || azami and kano
He'd heard news of his new roommate, some girl by the name of Azami. And though he was slightly bummed at losing his own room, Kano decided he'd do his best to welcome her in with a warm heart. And so he even went to special care to clear one of the beds of his various unfinished part projects, where large pieces of construction paper from the art room painted in colorful displays had been draped over the clean sheets.
He'd be a clean freak's worst nightmare with this display, and he knew it.
Kano glanced over at his work with a grin, laughing internally at the crumpled papers gathering in the corner he'd need to throw out sooner or later, and the sketches he'd moved from the girl's bed to his.
And all the while, he fought a nagging sensation that he'd heard the name "Azami" from somewhere. That it carried a weight he didn't want to face. But surely he was just getting nervous about meeting them! Azami could be a totally common name, right?