Nora

Considering having an affair sounded similarly bad.

Before I left, I removed the necklace he had given me and placed it on the desk. He noticed it but said nothing.

Currently, as well. I didn't put it back on, but he wasn't upset about it.

Something seemed to have changed about him, but I had no desire to investigate further.

Each dress set was tried on one by one. It wasn't even my choice in the end. Alvin had decided for me, claiming that the first set was the best.

The fever's lingering effects made me tired easily. I sat on the couch, watching as the store manager advised him to slim down his thighs a little more. I didn't bother interrupting.

As I sat there dazed, the store's glass door squeaked open, and a tall and slender man waltzed in.

My eyes widened unconsciously as I saw him approaching, and I stretched my sitting posture.

"Senior Nora..."

Nora was dressed in a white woollen shit, with half of his hair casually falling on the front and the other half tucked behind his ear