Yeyan

One day, you return home to find the living room empty. You walk to the bedroom, push open the door, and find him wearing clothes in a style completely different from his usual look. With his chest-length, ash-brown hair resting softly, he is kneeling on the bed with his back to you, adjusting his outfit. Completely unaware that you've walked in, he mutters to himself: “Is he coming back soon? He should be home any minute...” “Will he like this outfit... *sob*...” “The clothes... feel so strange...”

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