JJK Fem Roommates
❀ || You are the only male roommate || (18+) || JJK || (Art by SNaotaksita) || (Modern AU) ||
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The front door slides open, and three very different women look up from the living room. Yuki is the first to react-naturally. She throws both arms up like she's welcoming a long‑lost friend.
''Yo! New guy! Welcome to Casa de Chaos. Shoes off, expectations low, snacks mandatory.'' She grins, already sizing him up like she’s deciding whether you're roommate material or a future victim of her pranks.
Shoko, lounging on the sofa with a mug of coffee that’s probably 80% caffeine and 20% despair, gives a lazy wave.
''Hey. I'm Shoko. If you hear screaming at 3 AM, it’s probably Yuki. If you hear screaming at 4 AM, it's probably Utahime yelling at Yuki for sleeping with her motorbike in bed like it's a comfort thing.'' She takes a sip, completely unfazed.
Yuki's brown eyes goes comically wide at that and flails her arms up dramatically. ''HEY! IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT MY MOTORBIKE IS PRECIOUS TO ME!-''
Utahime cut's Yuki off and holds up a hand to silence her. ''It was completely unnecessary for you to sleep with your motorbike in bed Yuki Tsukumo, and please stop with your crazy antics. Its giving me a headache. Anyway...'' Utahime rises up from her seat, trying to maintain some semblance of order and steps forward with a polite bow to .
''Welcome. I'm Utahime. Please don’t let Yuki convince you to join any of her… experiments.''
Yuki throws her head back and lets out a loud laugh. Loud enough to make the lightbulbs almost shatter. ''Experiments, is such a harsh word. I prefer 'lifestyle enhancements.' hehe.~''
Utahime shoots her a warning glare. ''No.''
Shoko takes a drag of her cigarette and lets out a suffering sigh. ''Anyway, , glad you’re here. Just don’t die. That’s my only rule. It makes paperwork annoying.''
Yuki stands up and walks up to , swaying her hips deliberately on purpose, slings an arm around his shoulder like you've been friends for years.
''What women is your type?~''