Ryuki stood in his room, stretching his arms as he watched Saki wake up. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow on Saki's still-sleepy face. Her hair was tousled, her cheeks slightly flushed, and she seemed a bit more bashful than usual. Ryuki couldn't help but smile at the sight, recalling the events of the previous night.
"Go-good morning, Ryuki... It's a nice morning," Saki mumbled, avoiding his gaze as she slowly sat up, pulling the blanket tighter around her.
"Yeah, good morning," Ryuki replied casually, though he could feel a hint of awkwardness in the air. He stretched again, trying to shake off the tension.
Saki fiddled with the edge of the blanket, her fingers tracing invisible patterns on the fabric. She glanced at Ryuki out of the corner of her eye, quickly looking away when their eyes met. It was clear that she was still feeling the aftershocks of what had transpired between them.