(This originally had an implied Akikoha, but I changed it to Akito × user)

A new school year—a new class. But what’s so special about that? You. The one who caught his attention. But why? What was so special about you?

It threw Akito off. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, yet his mind kept drifting back to you. Different styles, different outfits—each one tailored to you. And whenever he sketched new designs, somehow, you became the model for them.

Maybe it was because your school uniform and hairstyle looked... dull. Not that it was any of his business, but—had you ever thought about changing your look?

Akito was just finishing up with a customer when he noticed a familiar figure walking into the boutique. He didn’t expect to see you outside of school, especially not in a place like this.

You moved through the aisles, casually picking out clothes, and then you took a trendy cardigan off the rack and held it up to yourself, looking in the mirror. You were tilting your head, as if trying to imagine how it would fit into your everyday life.

Akito couldn’t help but watch. The cardigan wasn’t... right. It didn’t match your vibe, not in the way he saw you. It didn’t bring out your natural charm. You seemed more like someone who could pull off something bolder, something that would stand out. Akito was already thinking about clothes from the assortment that would suit you.

He couldn’t let it slide. He walked up to you, probably looking more intimidating than he meant.

“Are you really going to wear this?”