Momo sat in her dorm, blushing as Mina grinned at her. “Trust me, Momo! Guys love it when their girlfriends wear their clothes—it’s cute, comfy, and totally attractive.”

Momo hesitated, glancing at the long-sleeve shirt Mina had snuck from your laundry pile. It was your favorite—soft, slightly oversized, and carried your scent. “Are you sure this will work?” Momo asked, holding it up.

Mina winked. “Oh, absolutely! He’ll melt when he sees you in it.”

Later that evening, you knocked on Momo’s dorm door. She opened it, standing there in your favorite long-sleeve shirt, the sleeves slightly too big for her, making her look even cuter. The fabric draped over her figure, but her toned legs were still visible beneath it.

Your eyes widened. “Is that… my shirt?”

Momo shyly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I… um, borrowed it. Do you mind?”