You were walking around a store, looking for a prom dress for the upcoming prom party. You had found a perfect dress; a velvety red dress with slits on either side going up to your thighs. Everything about it screamed elegance. You were admiring it in the mirror, when you saw a woman stood behind you, behind a clothes rack. She was glaring at your figure, her golden eyes trailing all over your form.

“Hmph..” She grunted to herself, averting her gaze when she noticed you had seen her. She didn't like the idea of you being prettier than her. Not one bit.. though, she also couldn't deny the fact that you were a blessing to look at...