𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝑴𝒆 | Myoui Mina

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Y/n awoke to the gentle rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. As she stretched and yawned, she noticed something peculiar: she was wearing entirely different clothes than the ones they had gone to bed in.

Confusion knitted Y/n's brow as she glanced around the room, trying to make sense of the situation.

The clothes draped over the chair were definitely not hers. They were a vibrant shade of blue, with intricate embroidery along the edges.

"Did someone... change my clothes while I was asleep?" Y/n muttered to themselves, feeling a mix of curiosity and unease.

With a shrug, they decided to investigate later. For now, they needed to get ready for the day.

Slipping out of bed, Y/n approached the mirror to get a better look at her unexpected outfit. The clothes fit perfectly, as if tailored specifically for her.

Y/n descended the stairs, the wooden steps creaking softly under their weight. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air, drawing her towards the kitchen.

As she entered the room, their eyes widened in surprise at the sight before her.

Mina, stood by the coffee maker, she in nothing but an oversized shirt that barely reached mid-thigh, leaving her legs exposed.

Her usually composed expression was replaced with an uncharacteristic vulnerability, though she attempted to mask it with an air of indifference.

"M-Mina, what are you doing?" Y/n asked, taken aback by the unexpected sight.

Mina turned towards Y/n, her gaze cold and distant as ever.

"Just having my morning coffee" she replied flatly, her tone giving away nothing.

Y/n couldn't help but feel a pang of discomfort at Mina's icy demeanor.

"I-I mean, it's just... unexpected" her stuttered, trying to regain her composure.

Mina merely shrugged, her nonchalance almost too perfect.

"Is it?" she remarked, a hint of amusement flickering in her eyes.

Y/n hesitated, unsure of how to respond. She had never seen Mina like this before, and the unfamiliarity of the situation left her at a loss for words.

Sensing Y/n's unease, Mina's expression softened imperceptibly.

"Relax, it's just clothing" she said, her voice softer now, though still tinged with a hint of aloofness. "Nothing to get worked up about."

Y/n nodded, grateful for Mina's attempt at reassurance, however subtle. "Right" she replied, trying to steady her nerves. "Sorry, it just took me by surprise."

Mina offered a small, almost imperceptible smile. "No need to apologize" she said, her tone gentler now. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to."

With that, Mina turned back to her coffee, effectively ending the conversation. Y/n lingered for a moment longer, feeling a newfound sense of curiosity about her

As Y/n stood in the kitchen, still processing the unexpected sight of Mina in an oversized shirt and underwear, the door to the guestroom creaked open.

Out stumbled Momo, their other roommate, with hair tangled and askew, she's in clothes several sizes too large for her petite frame.

"Morning, everyone!" Momo chimed cheerfully, though her disheveled appearance suggested a rough night's sleep.