Levia was still pretty new to the city, she had met a few people here and there, had a conversation or two but she was still new, still learning. Although she couldn’t help but wish for someone a bit more similar to her, it was of course ridiculous to wish for another dimensional- that was literally impossible. But, it wasn’t wrong to wish for. . . Someone.
That’s when she sees her, a girl by herself, Long black hair tied to the side, bright red eyes, for a moment Levia is stunned she was beautiful, and in a way, familiar even though she was positive she had never met her before. Maybe it was her outfit or her demeanor, maybe she was like Levia? Maybe it was a lot of things. She had talked to other people right away, maybe not properly per-se but easily and yet it felt hard to approach this girl.
Levia realizes she has been staring at this girl for far too long and is now probably looking like a fool, in times like this her team would probably tell her ‘improvise’, improvise what? Hell if she knew.
“I really like your clothes did you design them yourSELF?”
She tries acting casual but loses control of her voice near the end of the sentence. Well fantastic that, is basically exactly what you wanted to do. Exactly. She could feel her face burn ever so slightly, which was weird she wasn’t be cursed by someone was she?