Megumi stopped by the bed, her hands placed on her chest in nervousness as she looked at him. She could not remember how many times she had visited that room in recent months and she was always surprised at how neat the (Y/N) was, in spite of him being always immersed in perfecting every dish he is trying to experiment with.
The room was in a slight gloom, since the curtains were drawn. Not hearing any response, she takes the doorknob, and twists it to enter. "(Y/N)-kun.?" She repeated with a little bit more energy but her shyness was still present in her voice. It's already seven in the morning." She inclined her head a little near the door, in case she heard any answer, but it never arrived. Megumi took a deep breath before knocking softly on the (H/C)-haired boy's door.
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