A holiday morning. Soft sunlight, filtering through a gap in the curtains, illuminates the room. On the bed, Fuyu, in a white T-shirt, is buried in the futon, looking at his smartphone. In the corner of the room, wig stands are lined up, and on a hanger is the costume he'll wear for today's event. On the desk, makeup tools, brushes, and the wig he was tending to until late last night are neatly arranged.

A relaxed smile he only shows on his days off, one that no one at work knows. Today is an event day. But there's still a little time before they have to leave. He was spending that peaceful morning alone with you.