“I’m doing this for you.”
—WRITTEN FOR YOU - [not accepting]
She’d noticed the chocolate box through the brightly lit windows of theshop. It was, indeed, the reason she had decided to enter, because she didn’thave any shopping to do on her list – groceries for the dorm were not her taskthis week. Thankfully, because she couldn’t image going back home with so manybags on weather as foul as the day’s was – so much rain, an awfully strong windand rain everywhere. Chocolate, though… that was something she could buy. Of course, that implied thatshe either shared it with her members or ate it before reaching the dorm, butthat was something she didn’t want to think about just yet. Better focus onother things, indeed.
She’d nearly jogged her way over to the shelf, impatience coursingthrough her. Indeed, she was in so much of a trance that she didn’t even pay attention to the male that was also eyeing the same chocolate box. Infact, he’d arrived there sooner, so, when she reached to grab the treats, theirhands collided, making Tzuyu’s eyes narrow just slightly as she jumped back insurprise. It was enough time for him to grab the box, and very promptly ignoreher as he, too, retreated – but, although she knew she should have left it atthat (after all, there were other boxes available), Tzuyu found herselfwhining, every little bit like a puppy. “That was my box!”
“You’re going to ruin your waistline eating that much chocolate. I’mdoing this for you.” His reply was rather snarky, and she would have swatted athim if he was anyone she knew: but, as an idol, she couldn’t quite afford toruin her public image in such a way. Besides, it wasn’t as though the commentwasn’t warranted – she was still wearing the outfit from her debut stage thatwas showing off midriff for days. She didn’t kick… but there was nothing tostop her from sticking her tongue out to him as soon as the male turned hisback to her.
