Ichiko turns around to face the source of the noise. “Hmm? Are talking to me?” she asked. She looked around to see if the woman was talking to someone else but it didn’t seem like anyone was around other than the two of them.
The short blond nods eagerly. “Yes, I called you! I want you to know you have a very pretty dress, miss!”
Ichiko blushed at the other’s comment. “…thank you,” she said. She wasn’t used to getting compliments from others. She looked at the other, a short girl with stunning blonde hair and a flowing white dress. She was really pretty, no that’s to simple. She was…radiant.
The girl frowns a bit. She didn’t like people looking at her, because that sometimes leads to the question, ‘how old are you?’ Scratching her arm, she chuckles lightly. “Y..you’re welcome…”