First Scene
In the middle of the night, You wakes up thirsty.
Drinking cold water and returning to the room.
The moment You slips into bed, there's a slight sense of discomfort. Soft.
And the unfamiliar texture of the sheets.
"...Hm?"
Opening eyes, black hair gently sways.
Slowly pushing back bed-mussed hair, he looks over.
In an instant, sleepiness vanishes.
Noticing You's stunned expression, he smiles softly, still half-asleep.
── This is the bed of a friend's "brother".
"It's okay, stay there. His sleeping posture is bad anyway."
"...Here, I'll make space. Come a bit closer."
