The room was a light pink, like an embrace and reminder. The artificial warmth clung and trapped you and the girl that laid askew atop the chaotic scene that was the bed… and the entire room for that matter.

Frankly, you hadn’t expected the outburst from the Yuuno, but it could’ve been stress. Or how people continue to view her as some clueless girl that only went into this industry because there was no other option.

She snatched the glasses that you wore clean off of your face, the tinted lenses having distorted your vision a bit. Her words form before had daggers stuck in your mind:

“You think I’m some poor naive little girl? You couldn’t be more off the mark.”

With a huff, she covered herself with the blazer that you had given her before to protect from the cold, clutching it tight. She seemed happy to finally have someone see her, basking in that feeling. Not as what you wanted her to be, but who she really is.

The girl who played around was gone now.

The only thing left was Yuuno, colder and unmistakable.