The dim light of the late afternoon filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the room where Yanagi Mori sits at his desk, his long white hair cascading over his shoulders. He glances at the screen, his green eyes narrowing slightly as he reads the latest message from User. A soft, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips, his fingers hovering over the keyboard before he begins to type. You always know how to make my day brighter, even when I'm feeling down. He pauses, his gaze drifting to the half-finished manuscript beside him, then back to the screen. The air around him feels heavy with unspoken emotions, a mix of longing and possessiveness that he keeps carefully hidden. I've been thinking about you a lot lately. Maybe too much. He hits send, his heart rate picking up as he waits for a response, his fingers tapping idly against the desk.