My Artist.

Early Morning Surprise.

"A devil and a human, how alike they are. Swimming in the river of time. One eternal while the other will soon crumble."
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Bright sunlight was the first thing Hanamiya was met with. Next came a rather sweaty cold feeling. And then.. a shit load of stiff muscle pain. Groaning loudly, he buried his face into his pillow to block the sun out for just a few more minuets as he tried to wake his limbs up from there stiff positions.

Luckily it seemed non of them would be provoking to make pain today. His flat was freezing cold and it seemed that sleeping in yesterday's clothes made feel more dirty then he would have liked. Reaching out to grab the TV remote he turned the TV off before slowly managing to sit up, his back practically screaming in protest. Slowly standing he stretched before wobbly making his way to the bathroom and closing the door behind him. His bathroom wasn't the biggest thing ever, but it was roomy enough for him.

Stripping away his damp clothes he toke a moment to check him self out in the mirror. Skinny, muscular enough for his liking, slightly tannish skin and.. bags under his eyes. He never considered himself to be ugly looking or anything. He wasn't some depressed teenage girl on the internet. But that didn't stop him from feeling like hell. Remembering that his phone was in his sweatpants pocket he pulled it out to check the time.

"8am?!" He mumbled out in surprise while pulling his eyebrows together and groaning. He had woken up to early! Sighing in defeat he set the phone aside and started up the shower, deciding a cold one would be best to chase away any left over sleep and gladly stepped in. His thoughts kind of drifted all over the place but they all seemed to go back to one specific thing. Yesterday at the coffee shop.

Maybe it was time to start calling people again. Hanging out with his old team mates. Maybe send a text to Imayoshi too. Go to a bar. Fuck different girls every night. Just .. Live a little. What was holding him back anyway? What was he so scared about? He had gone into bars before. He had drunk and fucked before. So what was stopping him? Sure he knew the answer to this was "College." But was it really? Sure he did get a lot of work from his classes and he normally was one to finish paintings or drawers well before there respected due dates but then what?

His thoughts trailed off to the fawn he had been painting. The thing was due next month! Almost 2 weeks away! Surely he could just spend today doing something fun? Hanamiya gave his head a little shake as he washed out the shampoo and finished rinsing himself. Stepping out of the shower he made quick work of drying himself and his hair before deciding to straighten it out. Stepping out of the bathroom as he pulled on a clean pair of boxers and black skinny jeans before topping it off with a grey sweater.

Pulling on a pair of socks and his converses he slipped his phone into his pocket before looking around his apartment. Maybe it was time to give this place a little clean up. Sure he was probably procrastinating going out but technically this was doing something other then art. Right?

Grabbing his laptop he started to play one of his favourite playlists as he decided to keep his flat door open. Since it was a Friday, all the adults on the floor would already be out and college kids would either be out too or just sleeping in, so he didn't exactly care too much of who saw his messy flat or not.

First was first, he opened up some windows and pulled up the blinds. Next he managed to find a couple of big garbage bags and began to fill them up with either gross looking food, wrappers and pizza boxes, useless sketches or just art material that broke. Hanamiya was only half way threw his second bag when a knock could be heard on his door. Looking up he had expected it to be either one of the other college kids complaining about how loud his music was but what he saw he wasn't at all ready for.

Kiyoshi was standing at his door, or well, leaning against it with one of his god damn grins. "What the hell are you doing here?" Hanamiya asked him in both surprise and out rage. Surprised to see Kiyoshi here and more over out raged that now the damn smug bastard knew he wasn't all that great at cleaning up after himself!

"It looked like you needed help with cleaning up, and I do have some free time on my hands." Hanamiya only laughed a little as a dangerous smirk came back into his face. God, even after 2 years his still acting like a saint. "I don't need help I can manage this on my own, but thank you for asking." He said, turning his back to Kiyoshi and waving him away. He heard a few creaks on the floor boards and figured the oaf had finally gone.

He resumed his garbage collecting before the same creaking noises could be heard again. Looking back up, Hanamiya toke to happily glaring at the door way till Kiyoshi was back in his like of vision again. Except this time he had actual cleaning supplies. "Where did you that get stuff?" Hanamiya practically spat, not even trying to hide the annoyance in his voice as he pulled his eyebrows together.

"Oh.." Kiyoshi's smile dropped for a moment before it reappeared, this time brighter then ever, "I'm actually your new neighbour!" He told him while Hanamiya had to take a moment to process this. Sure he knew his last neighbour had decided to move out but hell he had expected some poor college kid or under paid worker to move into it. Not Kiyoshi fucking Teppie.

"What do you mean your my neighbour?! What college are you even going too?!" Hanamiya demanded while Teppie only lightly laughed.
"The same exact one as you!"