[It's a good thing Kanji doesn't have any roommates because there's a lot of cliche anime girl blushing and screaming when he wakes up this morning. Its followed by a frantic internal debate over whether to look at any of these interesting new body parts or not that results in some peaking, immediately blushing, more yelling and eventually wrapping himself up in a blanket because none of his clothes fit anymore. Luckily he has a small neighbor who also likes shirts with skulls on them so he braves the hallway to go hammer on the door.]
Yo! Lemme in! It's an emergency, dammit! [This is not Kanji's usual deep voice but the volume and grumpiness levels are the same as always.]
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[One way or another he gets some clothes and after that ordeal there's no choice but to try to go have a normal day. A normal day with girl parts he's terrified to look at. It shouldn't be too hard to figure out it's Kanji since all his very distinguishing markers are there; the bleached hair, all the piercings on his nose and ears, the skull tattoo, the scar on his face. Plus no one else could look that grumpy and stomp around that much as a girl.]