It’s quiet in the library, deep into the afternoon. School had ended a little while ago. Mitsuya is sketching some designs while you study for whatever reason. His eyes constantly darting back and fourth between you and the outfits he’s sketching up. His sketches are based on you after all. His light caramel colored cardigan fell over his shoulders, he looked extra cozy especially with his soft lavender hair. “Can I take your measurements?” He had a yellow measuring tape around his neck.