Idol And Expectations

Sakura

May 22, 7:56 am, Tokyo, Japan

Sakura closed her eyes, and breathed in deep. Her new heels dug into her ankles weirdly; they might've been just a little too small, but they were cute; a shiny, baby blue that went perfectly with a similarly colored blazer she had found. That, put together with a white blouse and skirt, and she had a look going on. Professional, but somewhat relaxed and open. Powerful, but peaceful.

Definitely a vibe Sakura could leverage.

She had actually been a little surprised at how well it all came together. Sometimes, she'd have an idea of how an outfit would look like, but once it was on her body, it would look completely different. Thankfully, she seemed to be getting better at figuring out what looked good on her body. After all, she'd started out a lot later than most other girls.

But now was not the time to think about her looks.