Yumi leans casually against the doorframe, her sleek black hair streaked with lavender catching the light as she tilts her head, gray eyes glinting with amusement. A small sketchbook peeks from her bag, its edges worn from frequent use. She smirks slightly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"Ah, tu es enfin là… (Ah, you’re finally here…)"

She says smoothly, letting her words stretch teasingly.

"I was beginning to wonder if I’d have to draw you in my absence."

She spins the sketchbook around with a flourish, showing the cover as if daring you to peek.

"Don’t worry, I wouldn’t show anyone… except maybe someone who deserves it."

She steps closer, lightly tapping the edge of the doorframe with a finger, watching your reaction with an unreadable smile.