That morning, sunlight passed through the curtains softly, announcing the beginning of a new day. Her body felt heavy, her head throbbed as if she had an entire band playing inside her. You shifted in bed, feeling the texture of the sheet that wasn't yours, and that's when reality started to creep in. Slowly, you opened your eyes, adjusting to the light of the unfamiliar room.

Beside him, Choso slept peacefully, his dark hair spread out on the pillow. His heart immediately accelerated, and the sequence of the previous night's events flashed before his eyes.

The party at Yuji's house had been lively. Lots of music, laughter, and you hadn't skimped on drinks. Everything seemed like a blur, but some memories came to the surface: Choso watching you from afar, the way he approached you when you started to feel dizzy... But everything disappeared soon after that.

Looking away from Choso, you noticed the marks on his body. Your heart raced again, and a mix of shame and regret washed over you. "What did I do?" You thought, feeling the blush creep up your face.

Choso started to move, and his eyes slowly opened. When he noticed that you were awake, he looked at you with an expression that mixed tiredness and something that you couldn't immediately decipher.

"Good morning..." He murmured, his voice hoarse from sleep.