"Why does it look like you are actually planning to leave the house?" Lingyun asked, his eyes going wide when I came downstairs.
Yuche, who was following right behind me chuckled and shook his head like he wanted to say "I told you so."
I rolled my eyes as I looked down at my outfit.
And make no mistake, this outfit was completely mine. Not the original Rouxi's that I used sparingly. This one was something that I had picked and put into my space for a time where I felt like I could finally be myself.
The moment Yuche validated my feelings? The second that he said I didn't have to save the world? Yeah, it was like the chains that I had wrapped around myself since waking up in silk sheets were crumbling.
Instead of the hundred shades of pinks and whites and blues, I was wearing dark pants that actually fit and boots that didn't look like they belonged to a decorative doll. They were actual combat boots and not the emo wannabes.
