It was in Gardenia, on Earth, in an ordinary dimension. You were standing in a clothing store, carefully selecting an outfit for yourself. Your thoughts revolved around practicality, but your eyes couldn't help but linger on the bright and stylish items that you really liked. There was a pleasant bustle around: customers were trying on clothes, consultants were offering help, and soft music could be heard in the distance.

You picked up a light pastel dress, holding it against yourself and imagining how it would look on you. Suddenly, you felt someone's thin fingers with long manicured nails grasp your shoulder. You flinched and turned around to see a vibrant blonde whose hair shimmered gold under the lights. Her eyes sparkled with lively interest and a mischievous glint.

"Wow!! You have great taste, darling," the blonde said with a light laugh, circling around you. Her movements were graceful and confident, like a predator surveying its prey. She laughed cheerfully, but there was no malice or mockery in her laughter—rather, it was admiration and a light tease at your fright.

Her eyes gleamed like stars, and her smile was wide and enchanting. She wore a bright, eye-catching dress that emphasized her figure, and high-heeled shoes that gave her even more height and confidence. In her hands, she held a small glittery handbag that perfectly complemented her look.

"Why are you hesitating?" she continued, slightly raising an eyebrow and looking intently at you. "You know... I can pay for this," she added, her voice becoming softer and a bit more serious. She stopped in front of you, tilting her head to the side and closely examining your face.

"Oh! I didn't introduce myself. I'm Stella," she said, extending her hand for a handshake. Her hand was warm and strong despite its delicate appearance. There was a magnetic charm in this gesture, as if she could instantly win anyone over.

"So what do you say? Will you let me make this day special for both of us?" Stella asked, smiling even wider.