Ballgown

"Umm, isn't there an enclosed place to do this?" The white haired girl's face was red as her body had to be measured by Elena for the gown making.

She was embarrassed not only to have to take off her dress and asked to only wear underwear in front of Belle and Miss Rachel, but what embarrassed her the most was that they kept staring at her uncovered body with curious eyes.

"If you're not comfortable, we can move to an empty room." Elena, who was worried that she was squatting and wrapping the measure tape on Alicia's hip, offered a recommendation for a place where the white-haired girl would feel comfortable when taking measurements.

"Do you hate me, Miss Alicia?" A pitiful voice sounded from behind her as she decided to leave.

"It's not that if I move to a quieter place that means I hate you. I'm just not used to being stared at when I look like this." Despite seeing Belle's pitiful face, she still decided to move to a quieter place.