Purple paint decorated the walls as Chuuya rushed to your side, laughing all the while. A simple paint spill occured.

He was angry at you for making fun of his height, and that ended up with him throwing a bottle of paint at you. Unfortunately, the bottom had cracked, sending the colour flying in every direction.

He kneeled beside you, cleaning the purple mess with a paper towel.

"Are you alright?" His voice was laced with an undertone of amusement.