[ ichiro catches the keys like its routine, his grin brightening a little as he does. it's normal for their room at school, and the familiarity brings warmth to ichiro's chest, that same feeling of home.

he turns that sunshine smile back to the door to turn the key in the lock, though, pleased that samatoki now has seen through his little plan. though, admittedly, ichiro can't take all the credit... ] Nemu-chan and I've been conspiring all break. Since I got the mixtape. Most of it was her idea, actually, once I told her I--

[ he pauses as he turns the key, then looks over his shoulder at samatoki, sunshine in its human form. the smile's softened just a little, his cheeks going a nice shade of red, as he seems to get flustered. ] ...well, you know.

[ he hasn't unlocked the door yet, though, hand on the doorknob. ] You told me I was going to have to wait on the liner notes, right? I'm here.