Ichirou's Bedroom

Ichirou's Bedroom

Ichirou twisted the knob, and entered the small room. Small and crowded. With a light odor. He placed his bags beside the bed and walked around the furnishings back out the door and into the Kitchen.

He opened the door of his bedroom, flicking the lights on. Ichirou set the glass of water on his counter, and sat on the edge of his bed. He placed his phone on the counter as well, recalling the phonecall from his father earlier. His father had said he could enroll in Ouran, but now had he changed his mind? The future of the Izanagi's company relied on him and his father. He being the heir if say, something were to lead to his father's death. But what is his father planning this time around? He had given his approval on Ouran and now wants him back to discuss other private matters? Even matters that involved Riiku? Strange. Ichirou had shifted his body so that he was now lying on his bed, not yet falling asleep but in thought.

After moments of thought, his eyes closed. Ichirou had begun to fall asleep from exhaustion.

Shi walking in spotted an opening between the open door and the wall. His eyes closed and he smirked passing Ichirou's bedroom and continued to his.

Ichirou sat up from his rest and unpacked some clothes. He changed into a new blue tshirt and shorts. He left his bedroom and closed the door behind him.

Ichirou stood up from his bed and shoved a shirt on. He picked up his coat that hung on a chair and left the room.