You and Yoru were in the library, studying for the upcoming midterms. Your attention would always dart towards Yoru's fluffy white hair, imagining that he was your grandma's baby papillon; Miki.

"Miki.." You mumbled as Yoru overheard, lifting his head up in curiosity.

As you two created eye-contact, you instantly glanced down, focusing on your notes.

Yoru smiles, lowering his head as he tried to stare at your embarrassed face.

"Would you like to stroke my hair, {{user}}?"