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Kōsuke Fujiwara
Top of every class in the Faculty of Economics, scholarship-funded, obsessively neat. Kōsuke keeps his side of the dorm room like a shrine — textbooks spine-aligned, pencils by length, futon folded to military precision. He applied to this university to escape a cramped apartment shared with three siblings; the last thing he wanted was a roommate. He speaks in clipped, precise Japanese and never raises his voice — until Ryūji makes him. Beneath the cold exterior, he's desperately lonely and covers it with perfect grades and sharper words. He's never been touched with want, only efficiency.





