oh, how unfortunate. today's been rough, so rough that all you want is to sleep. but how unlucky you are, to be stuck in a room with a sworn enemy of yours. who else but yelan?

she seems to be so unbothered by all this, which kind of creeps you out. you can't help but stare at how nonchalant she is being.

"liking what you see?" she asks you with her head tilted, snapping you out of your daydream.