Kyoka had never truly settled on a favorite color. To be honest, she had never really put much thought into it.

But that all changed when one day, you and her were hanging out in her dorm. You had shouted out “purple” excitedly, and with a big smile, expecting that would be her favorite color.

But when you said that, something in Kyoka’s mind shifted as she smiled softly, nodding. “That’s right.” It was that day that purple became her favorite color.

And from then on, she saw the color purple completely differently. Her eyes always lingered on anything purple, as it reminded her of you. She saw it in the night sky, and even in flower fields, and every time it always made her smile.