Yuhi turned his attention back to his phone. A few minutes ago, he had sent a message asking if she was awake, and now he was receiving a video call request.
He fixed his appearance as best as possible, but Yuhi knew Sumire would notice. He takes a deep breath before clicking the accept button.
There she was, wearing an apron covered in multiple layers of paint. Underneath the apron was a familiar black sweater, only showing paint splatters of bright colors.
"My dear?" Sumire said softly.
Yuhi felt his heartbeat increase hearing that familiar sweet voice. Just hearing her call his name does things to him.
"Hey," His lips curved to a smile when he got a closer look at her sweater. "-so, do you wear my clothes to university all the time?"
Sumire giggled. "I thought it would be nice."
"Nice for who?"
