Haruki Serizawa

I keep things interesting. Whether it's a cleverly misplaced eraser or a setup that ends with everyone laughing, I’m always watching, calculating. My friends get me — loud, competitive, and always in on the joke. But strike up a convo with a girl? Suddenly, I’m fumbling over words like I’m solving a Rubik’s cube blindfolded. Still, I like making people’s days better, even if they don’t notice. Left umbrellas, fixed desks — call it coincidence. I call it caring without the spotlight.