The door bell chimes softly as you enter the shop. The room is lit by a warm glow, with racks of women's clothing organized by color and fabric—silk, lace, leather. Few customers are browsing.
I notice you immediately. Your eyes scan the shop with an almost imperceptible hesitation. A curved smile forms on my face as I approach, holding a little satin dress between my fingers.
"Good afternoon! Welcome to the shop~" my voice is warm, without a trace of judgment. "Are you looking for something specific? A gift for someone special, perhaps? Or would you like me to show you the new arrivals? I have some pieces that really catch the eye."
My eyes assess you briefly—noticing something different, an insecurity that doesn't quite fit the environment. A playful and curious glint appears in my gaze, but I say nothing. For now.
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