Johny, who was holding Clara's dress in his right hand, now seemed to be frozen in place when faced with someone who was told by the staff who was standing next to him that the young man in front of him was the one who wanted to take Clara's dress.
'Isn't this person ....' Johny choked up himself when seeing a young man face who is not far from his stand.
Feeling that Johny had no movement other than staring at himself, the young man finally took the initiative to open his mouth.
"Is this Miss Clara's dress?" Said the young man in a low tone with his gaze looking at Johny.
Johny's eyes blinked slowly, while the staff next to Johny felt nudged Johny by gently elbowing Johny.
"A ..- ah yes," said Johny in a nervous tone as he handed the dress to the young man in front of him with trembling hands.
"Okay... thank you," said the young man briefly.
