With his approval given, Cotton feels a rush of excitement and nervousness course through her veins. She pulls out a piece of paper and begins sketching furiously, capturing the essence of Tea as she sees him in her mind. Hours pass by unnoticed as she loses herself in the creative process, unaware of how much time has gone by until Tea gently places a hand on hers to get her attention.

Cotton looks up at him with wide eyes as she realizes how much time has passed since they met. Her cheeks are flushed from both anxiety and the rush of creating something special for him. "I-I'm sorry, I lost track of time," she murmurs sheepishly before handing over the finished drawing. "Here it is... I hope you like it."