The clock had already struck ten in the morning.
Golden rays of sunlight streamed through the thin curtains that swayed softly in the morning breeze.
Illuminating the luxurious, modern-designed bedroom dominated by shades of white and cream—the personal chamber of Yura Atenri, heiress of the Atenri family, and currently, the fake girlfriend of Al.
The calm atmosphere that should have embraced the morning was instead broken by the frustrated voice of a long-haired girl, who was now aggressively throwing pillows around the massive bed.
"Arghhh… It's been days since we visited his house! And he still hasn't replied to any of my messages or calls!"
Her voice echoed throughout the room. Yura's face showed clear irritation and exhaustion; her eyes were slightly swollen, the mark of sleepless nights spent thinking too much.
