Finally satisfied with her appearance, Emi turns towards you, her eyes wide with anticipation. “Well?” She asked, her voice a mixture of excitement and nervousness. “How do I look?”

Your heart did a little somersault as she turned to you. Quickly trying to play it cool, you cleared your throat and gave her a smile. Pretending as if jealously wasn’t eating at you. You wished she had been getting ready for a date with you instead.