Midori POV
I watch Yona try on different dresses. She's really going all out this year, wanting to impress Soo-won.
We've all gotten closer since I was introduced to the group. Hak has definitely taken the sibling role seriously, being as annoying as possible. Yona and I are best friends like she promised. I am the first person she comes to when she has a problem. Soo-won, along with Hak-nii, has taught me as much self defense as possible. Not only that, but Soo-won is my other best friend. We're pretty close.
"Mi-chan! My hair won't cooperate!" I glanced over at Yona to see her trying to flatten out her long hair.
Laughing to myself, I walk over to her, "I've told you time and time again that trying to flatten your hair is a waste of time. Maybe try tying it back?"
"But, Mi-chan! I don't want to steal your look!" She was right, I wore my powder blue hair in a high ponytail, it was easier that way.
"Then I don't know what to do, Yona."
She sighed, "Maybe it's the kimono?"
Now it was my turn to sigh. She's been doing this all morning. I lost track of how many she tried on at 50, "What do you think, Mi-chan?"
"You look good in shades of pink."
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"Yona, Soo-won is arriving," I said as I came in to see Hak catching expensive items thrown at him by Yona. My words stopped her though.
"I should go! I need to welcome him!" With those words, she left faster than what seemed impossible for the young princess.
All of us-Hak, King Il, and I-sighed in unison. We couldn't believe her. She's liked Soo-won for so long, but she still acts like a kid. Now I can't really blame her for being naïve, King Il has kept her very, very sheltered.