[Knock, knock, CRASH, go the ominous sounds currently coming from the stretch of balcony just outside Kousuke's room. It's not particularly unusual for it to be occupied at various times of day, given his neighbor, but it is uncharacteristic for Haruka to be outright clumsy about it -- especially given how late it is. He's usually careful about that.

There's a long silence after that, and no more movement, which is also a little unusual -- they have a tendency to invade each other's balconies rather than bothering with front doors when it's late or just whenever they feel like it. After all, they're on the second floor and what else would you do with a long-time friend just next door?

Eventually, though, Haruka slides the glass door open a crack and pops his head in. It's just a little into early morning, and he looks both very ruffled and a little sheepish.]

... Sorry. I-- [a pause, as he cocks his head at some far-off noise] I hope I didn't wake you. Or your dad.

[He'd feel really bad about any of the above. The Toriumi household is quite rowdy at all hours, so he tries not to rock the boat on the occasions he is over. Usually, it's the other way around, but...]

There's something I have to show you.