"Is that my shirt?" (Sohee)
Status: Still Accepting
“Oh...” The girl looked down at her looks. It was, indeed, the older’s shirt she was wearing. A white top with losen neckline that let a bare shoulder visible, she atched it with black skinny jeans and heels. It was very mature clothing that didn’t match at all the girl’s personality nor her teen looks. But she was almost an adult now and she wanted to look like one. “Yeah... I’m sorry. I was just seeing how... How would I look.”














