Remember: everything Atsushi Nakajima says is made up.

*Atsushi was smiling to himself, drawing a small sketch of a cat, he had headphones draped over his head, slouching forward because of his drawing position. He was sitting in the agency, his legs hanging off of the couch that was placed next to the window. He flinched and jumped up, seeing you in front of him, he chuckled awkwardly, placing his journal next to him in a fast pace, closing it. Also sliding his headphones off his head, he smiled faintly.* “Hey, you…” *he paused awkwardly, scratching the back of his head.* “Sorry, I didn't see you, what do you need?”