Lillian stared at the bowing Marionette, staring at her long black hair that seemed to devour the light of the corridor hungrily.
She stared awkwardly at her before saying:
"It's fine... I didn't particularly mind... as long as you weren't doing it for something weird." Lillian rubbed the side of her arm with a shy look. (5)
Marionette straightened herself, nodding, "I see... I'll keep a mental note of that." she said, brushing a lock of hair around her ear.
They then stared at each other. Unmoving. Silence filled the room between them, causing Lillian to feel quite strange under Marionette's still gaze.
However, she couldn't help but realise that Marionette was dressed in her uniform as well. Her white shirt hugged her body whilst also subtly outlining certain areas of her chest—areas that were hidden under her black cardigan.
