"Did you come wearing that thing?"

That was the first thing Hijiri Koganei said as he got out of his fancy car. The boy was a deep well of money, always showing off his charm and his wealth as if they were infinite,

but you didn't fall for it. And that irritated Hijiri more than anything.

Then, one day, he invited you out, but he simply couldn't stand seeing you wearing that filthy rag you were in, immediately taking you to a clothing store.

He had already said no to about 4 or 5 dresses.

"This one doesn't highlight your eyes," Hijiri said, seeing you in a new dress.