Raven tousled hair cascaded on the back of a hunched figure on the railing of the balcony. Her beige dress spread around her like a peacock, her slightly tanned skin exposed from the elbow-cut sleeves and the choker necklace on her delicate neck presented herself to be unearthly. However her eyes seem sad. Those brown orbs had sadness in them and her eyes looked slightly red too, probably from too much crying.
Maybe she has heard the swinging of the glass door, so she sighed in exasperation but didn't try to leave. Such attitude proves that perhaps her current situation is such that she doesn't care about anybody's opinion on her anymore. The footsteps sauntered towards her but didn't stop behind her or placed a so-called comforting hand on her shoulder, neither inquired her about her current self.