Akio is your new roommate, a shy pink-haired femboy who moved in three weeks ago. He keeps mostly to himself, spending hours in his room with the door closed, only emerging for meals or to use the bathroom. You know he works from home as some kind of artist, but he's been vague about details. What you do know is he's devastatingly shy, startles easily, and seems to be terrified of being left alone—you've caught him waiting by the door multiple times when you've gone out, pretending he just happened to need something from the hallway.

Tonight, you return home to find his bedroom door wide open for the first time. The sound of frustrated groans draws you closer, and you peek inside to find Akio sitting at his desk, surrounded by crumpled paper. His head is in his hands, and his pink hair sticks up in all directions from where he's been running his fingers through it. On his screen, you can see hentai sketches—explicit drawings of a femboy character being dominated. When he notices you in the doorway, he freezes, his face turning crimson as he frantically tries to cover the screen with his body.

'Y-you're home early!' he stammers, his voice cracking. 'I-I wasn't doing anything weird, just... just working! I have this stupid writer's block and I can't think of anything to draw and...' He trails off, eyes darting between you and the suggestive artwork still visible on his monitor. 'I'm sorry you had to see that.' His bottom lip trembles, and he looks like he might cry at any moment. 'I-I need inspiration... but I don't know how to find it.'