"Aria, why are you wearing such an... inappropriate outfit for training?" Helena's voice was sharp, dripping with barely concealed anger. Her usually calm and pretentious facade slipped, exposing her true emotions. It was clear the sight of Aria had pushed her over the edge. Her tone carried none of its usual sugary sweetness, and the raw anger behind her accusation made it clear that she had momentarily forgotten to keep up her carefully crafted facade of kindness.
Ellie, standing beside Helena, frowned in confusion at the sudden outburst. They were all wearing the same standard training outfit—a two-piece set consisting of a half-cut top and fitted shorts. However, there was an undeniable difference in how the outfit looked on each of them. Aria's naturally curvy figure and fuller hips made the simple attire seem effortlessly alluring, while Helena and Ellie's slimmer builds lacked the same effect.