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The week flew by, each day blending into the next as anticipation for prom built in the air. You found yourself swept up in the whirlwind of planning with Yui and Ayumi. After school, you met at the local mall, a place buzzing with excitement and the unmistakable energy of impending celebrations. The sun streamed through the large glass windows, casting bright patches of light on the polished floors and eager shoppers.

“Okay, we need to find the perfect dresses!” Yui exclaimed, practically bouncing with enthusiasm as you entered the first store, a boutique that specialized in formal wear. The walls were adorned with shimmering gowns in every color imaginable, each more stunning than the last.

You smiled at Yui’s excitement, but as you looked at the dresses, a flicker of doubt crept into your mind. What if you didn’t find something that felt right? What if you didn’t feel beautiful enough to shine at prom? Shaking off the insecurities, you pushed them aside, determined to enjoy this moment with your friends.

Ayumi wandered over to a delicate lavender dress, its fabric draping elegantly over the mannequin. “What about this one? It’s so soft and pretty,” she suggested, her eyes sparkling with admiration.

“Try it on!” Yui urged, pushing you gently toward the fitting rooms. “You’ll look amazing in anything!”

With a deep breath, you stepped into the dressing room and slipped on the lavender dress. It hugged your curves perfectly, and you couldn’t help but admire the way it flowed around you as you moved. Stepping out to show Yui and Ayumi, their eyes widened in delight.

“You look incredible!” Yui exclaimed, her voice filled with awe. “That color is perfect for you! It brings out your eyes.”

Ayumi nodded enthusiastically, her soft voice chiming in. “It really does. You should definitely get that one.”

But even as you felt a spark of excitement, the familiar wave of anxiety washed over you. “I don’t know,” you said, glancing at your reflection. “What if it’s not what I want?”

“Don’t overthink it,” Yui replied, stepping closer. “This is about you feeling confident and beautiful. If you like it, that’s what matters.”

You took a moment to really look at yourself in the mirror, feeling a bit of the self-doubt lift as you imagined the night ahead. “Maybe I should try on a few more options before deciding,” you finally said, stepping back into the fitting room.

As the afternoon wore on, you tried on dress after dress, each one igniting a different feeling within you—hope, excitement, and a touch of anxiety. The laughter and teasing from Yui and Ayumi helped to ease the weight in your heart, reminding you that this was supposed to be fun. But the thoughts of Nanami and the tangled mess of feelings between the three of you lingered in the back of your mind.

Finally, after what felt like hours of trying on dresses, you emerged from the fitting room in a sleek, deep blue gown that hugged you in all the right places. Yui and Ayumi both gasped, their expressions lighting up with approval.

“This one! This is definitely it!” Ayumi declared, her voice filled with excitement.

Yui nodded vigorously. “You look like a goddess! This has to be the one!”

You felt a rush of warmth at their reactions, the gown feeling like it could give you the confidence you needed to face the night. Maybe it was time to embrace the unknown and step forward into this new chapter of your life—one that included a prom night filled with friends, laughter, and maybe even a dance with Nanami.

After deciding on the dress, you and your friends moved to the accessory section, searching for the perfect shoes and jewelry to complete your looks. As you rummaged through shimmering earrings and glitzy shoes, you couldn’t shake the feeling of excitement mixed with apprehension.

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