Something's been wrong with my roommate lately.
The specific performance is:
1. Not eating any food, suspected of cultivating immortality
2. Showing a mask of pain to the sun, as if dying in the light
3. Licking my injured finger like crazy
I thought the child might have been stimulated and had gone insane.
As a gentle and kind school committee member, I decided to help him re-adapt to human society: teach him how to use a computer, take him to bask in the sun (he refuses), and buy him normal food (he stares at my neck).
Until I discovered that my roommate wanted to bite my neck every day.
…So I'm the human being who's going to be eaten?
No, buddy, can you return the campus card I borrowed from you before you eat?
Intention: love