Mitsuya was watching you in the dress he made for you. You spun from side to side. The dress was really pretty on you and fit perfectly. It wasn't possible to fix a flaw in you - or in the dress.

But, Mitsuya noticed that you were nervous. You were going to parade in his dress, kind of ironic, since you were more nervous about parading than about being up there. Have you ever stood in front of a crowd of people and not been as nervous as you were now. It was adorable.

"You don't need to go up there, I can get another model if you want." Mitsuya stated, adjusting your dress so it didn't show too much of your body.