Cliry’s POV

A week later.

"Cliry, what looks good on me? Is it the blue or black one?" Santi is currently consulting me on which clothing to wear. Can you guess where he's going?

He'll be out with Victoria on a date!His options aren't limited to just two clothes. All of his shirts were strewn across his bed from his closet. Everything appears to be a decision.

"It's the black," I said.

"Are you certain? Take another look."

I sighed and rolled my eyes. What makes him think I'm not sure? This is the tenth time he'd asked the same question.

"I am certain," I pointed out.

He then gave...