Why Does Everyone Wake Up Grumpy?

"Who is it?"

Just then, Mia, who was sitting on the bed with an unhappy expression, got out of bed and headed straight for the door.

Athrun realized her intention a second too late. By the time he tried to stop her, it was already too late.

"Huh? Why is there a girl—"

Lunamaria, standing outside the door in slight confusion, could only stare blankly as the door slowly opened.

The sudden sight of the girl before her left her so shocked that she could not even close her mouth.

Seeing Lunamaria's confused, vacant expression, Mia gave the visitor a radiant smile. "Thank you, but please go ahead on your own! Athrun will come over with me later."

"..."

"..."

With Mia between them, both Lunamaria and Athrun froze.

Lunamaria's gaze lingered on the girl's disheveled hair and thin pink shirt before shifting to Athrun behind her—whose clothes were only half on.

As for Athrun, he felt as though his brain had stopped working.

If this was a dream, then it was undoubtedly a nightmare.

Right in front of the speechless, stunned Lunamaria, Mia slammed the door shut with a bang, then walked back into the room with a satisfied expression.

There was not the slightest trace of awareness on that innocent-looking face, as though she had no idea what kind of disaster she had just caused.

Athrun could not help grabbing her and demanding, "What exactly do you mean by this?"

"Huh? Well, that girl..."

"What do you mean, 'that girl'?! I'm asking why you did that! When did you sneak into my room?"

Athrun fired off the questions with a fierce expression.

He could feel his calves trembling.

Yet Mia seemed completely unafraid of his anger. Grinning mischievously, she replied, "I told the front desk, 'I told him