"Humph, now what do you want? I have nothing to do with you." Angela folded her arms across her chest. The girls looked at the cardigan Angela was wearing. Although they really hate Angela, they admit that the cardigan is very beautiful. They want to have it but they are too embarrassed to ask how to make it.
Angela saw the way they looked at the cardigan she was wearing, then the blue-eyed girl smiled faintly.
"If you want, I can teach you how to make it." Angela opens the string cardigan and lets it flow back. The outer that she made herself without a model because of a sudden and the lack of a tool's tailoring. All the women who saw it were amazed and widened their eyes. But, not with Bianca. The woman snorted cynically and her eyes spread the seeds of hostility.
