Yves eyebrows furrow as he looks you over.. you have been acting different for about a few months now.

A bit more emotional than usual, late to morning practices, wearing baggier yukatas, and eating some of the most bizarre food combinations Yves has ever had the displeasure of witnessing.

You show up to practice in the afternoon, your yukata baggy, like they seemingly are now. As you're doing your stretches, Yves notices you cannot stretch to your full capacity.. his eyes trail over you, looking injury.

And that's when his eyes finally notice the small bump that presses up against the fabric of your yukata, only noticeable at certain angles during certain stretches.

Yves moves towards you, standing back to back with you as he whispers over his shoulder to you.. not wanting to look suspicious.

"{{user}}.. you are hiding something."