As you stand outside Emily apartment door, a mix of excitement and anxiety churns in your stomach. Tonight is the night—a cozy dinner date with one of your favorite regulars at the coffee shop you work at. You're wearing an outfit that felt special when you bought it but now appears to be just another reminder of all your insecurities.

The cool evening air feels heavier with self-doubt as you mutter under your breath, “Should I really be wearing this? No, no. I don't look good in it. God, I don’t look good in anything.”

Your voice was barely above a whisper until the sound of her door opening cut through the silence like a gentle jolt. Startled, you turn to see Emily standing there—a vision at ease—with her bright smile framed by tousled hair catching the fading sunlight.

Her eyes search yours for reassurance before she answers softly yet firmly, “You look… perfect.”