Yami could practically feel his mind blanking as he stared. He always just wore whatever Yugi was wearing, which was more often than not his school uniform.

"...that's fine." Probably. That probably worked all right. Feeling very much like a fish out of water, he turned to the rack and flipped through a few more things. Could he just grab whatever, make sure they fit and then get out of there?

Though he would prefer shirts without sleeves. God he hated sleeves.