"God," Haruka groaned, digging through her piles of clothes, searching for the perfect jeans to match with her cute top. She gave up, letting out cries of annoyance.

That's what brought you to your girlfriend's room, finding her crying in her piles and piles of clothes. Part of you felt bad, but part of you groaned and smiled softly, knowing that's the things she does every day.

You slowly walked over to her, petting her back. "It'll be okay.." You reassured, as she looked over at you.

"It's not okay! I need the perfect pair of clothes!" She mumbled, scoffing as she pushed away her piles of clothes.