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It was as if the girl walking down the street wasn't the timid nurse in the slightest. A dingy uniform traded out for a casual sundress, blue in color. Some assumed the young girl to be one to have 1,000 sets of the same outfit, and while this was the nicest thing she owned, she actually did enjoy when she was able to dress herself up in a more flattering way... even if it was for little to no reason. It could have been because it was nice out, or maybe because she was looking for a confidence boost... but the change in appearance definitely grabbed eyes as she left to school for a simple wander. Wandering was something that Mikan did quite often, studying people on the street, analyzing the interactions between others, listening to the footsteps on the pavement and the wind in the trees. Maybe she noticed more than others did in these almost mindless wanderings... almost only because she always had the same destination, a small store on a corner where she could buy fruit that was of decent quality. She entered and promptly greeted by the cashier, complimenting Mikan on how she looked outside of her usual attire, before paying for her strawberries and turned to leave.
"Oof!!" The timid girl let out a small grunt and stumbled backwards slightly after running straight into somebody. She was so used to being the only person in the shop when she showed up that she didn't even care to look! "A-a-ah.... s-sorry!!!"
