"Kouhei-san, Aria…" Yumi's soft voice broke through the air as she stepped closer to them. In her hands were fresh towels, neatly folded, the faint scent of soap clinging to the fabric. "Here."
"Thank you, Yumi-sama," Aria said as she reached out gracefully, taking the towel from Yumi's hands with her usual elegance.
"Thank you, Yumi-san," Kouhei echoed, his tone calm but genuine, as he took one as well.
But in that moment, when Kouhei's fingers brushed lightly against Yumi's, something unexpected happened. It was the smallest of touches, so brief that anyone else might not have even noticed. Something that should've been insignificant—forgettable. And yet, for Yumi, it was like a spark had run through her skin. Heat rose to her cheeks instantly, betraying the fact that she couldn't control her emotions. Just from that accidental touch, her entire face flushed red.
