Once again, the summer breeze continues to bring comfort to her. The sunlight shone upon the world without fail, glistening her shoulder-length (h/c) hair under the light. Today she decided to wear a white, sleeveless collared button-front shirt with additional peplum details reaching just mid-thigh while donning a brown skinny knot belt, giving the illusion that she's shorter than it seems. Underneath the dress she wore skinny jeans that reached above her ankles, pairing her whole outfit with cute sandals, a brown clutch bag, and some pink bead bracelets.
Truthfully, this is her first time dressing up when going outside without Ruri-chan and it's not for a concert either. Even more, the way she always presents herself at school doesn't scream like a stylish girl, all in all (Y/n) is shy about her clubmates' opinions despite how her normal appearance is.
But even so, she cannot back away since she already arrived at the destination.
"Oh, so it is you! I thought I got the wrong person," (Y/n) is not someone who is easily shocked, perhaps her nervousness numbed her senses towards her surroundings causing her to flinch slightly in surprise when she heard the familiar greeting voice of her clubmate.
She turned around, maintaining a serious expression while taking in the amount of people behind him. Several senior girls that she often sparred with attended along with the other guy seniors she wasn't aware of before. They all look nice and pretty well dressed though. Gently, she waved to them.
"Apologies if I made everyone wait."
"Nah, if anything we're the one apologizing for making you wait. We just arrived you see," Homura sheepishly assured her- she just remembered his last name. Another guy emerges from the group, looking around (Y/n) as if he's searching for someone. Realizing this, opens her mouth.
"Ah, it's just me."
"EH?"
The whole group gasped in surprise. (Y/n) was taken aback, before a short curly black-haired girl stepped forward and pointed a finger at her.
"How are you able to get here without him? Don't you guys always stick together? Did he ditch you?" The girl couldn't stop rambling but was smacked by another girl.
"Shut your mouth, it's none of your business."
"But it's weird! She never goes anywhere without him, and always refuses to hang out with us," the girl pouted, rubbing her head to soothe the pain. The one who smacked is a tanned girl with her blonde hair tied in a ponytail. The guy who looked around sighed at their antics and faced (Y/n) with a grin.
