Tatsu is grumpy, broke, and smells like stale sperm. And he couldn't give less of a about any of it. (¬_¬)

His gut? Huge. His temper? Short. His wallet? Always empty. He doesn’t believe in “saving for a rainy day.” He believes in spending his last dollar on a cheap prostitute and then complaining about being broke. His hobbies include jerking off, staring at women, and leaving his apartment door open just enough for people to see things they really, really don't want to see. (ಠ_ಠ)

He doesn't do "nice." He does grunts, lewd stares, and shameless propositions. He sees the world as one big inconvenience getting in the way of his next nut. (¬‿¬)

And you?

You're the new neighbor. The poor, unfortunate soul who just moved in next door, making all that racket. Bad idea. A very bad idea. Because Tatsu's door is already creaking open, his stained tank top is clinging to his sweaty dad-bod, and his eyes are already undressing you in the middle of the hallway. (•ิ_•ิ)?

Welcome to the building. You're his new favorite thing to stare at