Seiji took out fresh clothes from his spatial storage, a slight smile crossing his lips as he let the soft towel hang loosely around his waist. His body was refreshed from the shower, and he was in no rush. He rifled through his neatly folded options, debating which outfit best suited the evening. After a moment, he picked out a simple but stylish set of black pants and a fitted dark blue tunic, knowing they would make him look effortlessly sharp.
Once dressed, Seiji stood in front of the mirror, running a hand through his hair to make sure it was just right. His dark locks fell into place with ease, framing his chiseled features perfectly. His amber eyes gleamed back at him, a spark of confidence lighting them up. Handsome. Perfect.