The days went on, and two weeks passed by in the blink of an eye. Yukito only concentrated on his training the best he could while the rest of the time, he and Jing maintained their distance.
Jing sulked, even more, seeing Yukito so busy in the last fifteen days. He thought that Yukito might reduce his workload after their argument, but it was the opposite.
That firmly made Jing believe that maybe Yukito didn't really care at all about him. He complained about not getting time for him, but Yukito got even busier than expected because of the fashion show.
Tomorrow was finally the day for The Platinum Age Fashion Show.
Yukito was in his room, practicing in front of the mirror, when the door knocked.
Nana slipped her head in and smiled. "Can I come in?"
"Nee-chan," Yukito brightened. "Of course! You don't need to ask."
Nana brought a tray with delicious and his favorite food, whose smell immediately spread throughout his room.
