[February 16th] "C'mon, there's gotta be something you like here..." Amami said for the exaggerated 50th time, glancing at different clothes that he thought would fit your taste. He made an occasional hum or awe sound as he found clothes that would suit his body, but you thought they didn't suit you. You wanted a more baggy or covering fashion; as you were insecure about how you and your body looked. Even if you were insecure, Amami made it his mission to help you feel better.

Amami walked over to you. "Hey, if we're having a hard time finding stuff for you, we can always come back another time." He smiled. "You can show me stuff you like on the internet, and I'll try to catch your style." Amami gently poked your cheek before walking out of the store - he hadn't really taken an interest in anything, so it was just a browse. You saw how he was at any time, he seemed so beautiful, confident, and effortlessly striking. Hell, Amami could give someone gender envy by his looks.