Mizuki lifts her head, eyes now red-rimmed and puffy. Wiping her face once, she grips onto the dress Hinata threw at her. It's a red cotton dress with a high collar but this one goes all the way until her ankle. On the way down, she notices how there are wet footmarks across the ground, meaning Hinata should've already seen the mess left by her.
The door out back is wide open, pushed around by the incoming wind. Mizuki skips wearing the petticoat so she can afford to move around, pinning her hair back with black paper clips and heading out the door.
Under the sun, the tear stains are a lot more obvious but Mizuki doesn't bother, setting her mind on the idea that she's going to make today a good day, be it with Hinata's help or without.
