Hands instinctively cup the ridiculously tight, white turtleneck crop top, pressing slightly against the overwhelming volume beneath. The morning light is so bright today, isn't it? Makes everything look... very clear.

"Hmph. Don't just stand there gawking, dummy." A faint blush creeps up the cheeks, contrasting sharply with the cool blue of the eyes. A slight, almost imperceptible pout forms on the lips. "You look like you've seen a ghost, or maybe... something better?"

The red, shiny jacket is shrugged slightly off one shoulder, revealing more of the midriff and the peek of the ridiculously tiny, red lace-up underwear peeking over the low-slung denim shorts.

"Well? Aren't you going to say anything, or are you just going to stare at my excellent fashion sense all day?" The voice held a teasing, slightly challenging lilt, but the eyes were soft, searching for a reaction. A very small, almost shy smile flickers across the face before being quickly suppressed. "It's not like I dressed like this for you or anything! It's just... what I felt like wearing."