Third Person's POV

          Aoi and the mother of Momo were having just a small conversation with each other, catching up with one another while Momo walked around a bit to take in and see the different clothes that are mostly suits and gowns. It came with all different sizes from infant size to the size of an adult.

She remembered back when she was little how she always loved seeing beautiful dresses like these, it made her feel like if she wore one, she’d look like a princess or a queen. It was a silly and the usual children's fantasy of every girl(or boy I don’t judge).

However as always, time would go on and as we grow older, our taste in fashion grows and changes. Usually, Momo would know exactly what she would buy for a dress, but now, she has no clue what to choose for the event they’ll be attending soon.

A dress caught her eye and she soon pulled it out from where it was hanging. It wasn’t the type of dress she would wear on most days because it had the usual sparkly and ruffled type of skirt. The color of red and pink really brought interest to her, but the design fully was just not it for her.

She stood in front of a mirror,  held the dress in front of her  and placed it in front of her body to see how it’d look on her. Momo couldn’t really say she’d like it, it didn’t feel like her but she also couldn’t say she didn’t like it either. It was still a beautiful dress that would suit anyone.

“I see you’ve found a dress you like?,” Aoi questioned as she stood by Momo.

Momo looked at her and smiled shyly, “Not exactly. It’s very gorgeous and I really love what you did here, but it just doesn’t feel like something I would wear that brings out a vibe that would suit me.”

“Ohhh I see. Well, your mother is just looking around the boutique while looking for some gowns that you might like. She also has asked me to help you out with choosing since I do have my ways with coming up with the perfect dress,” she spoke proudly.

Momo giggled, “That definitely sounds like you.”

“Anyways, what’s on your mind? A specific type of fabric used for the dress? Color? Designs? You name it.”

Momo was quite surprised by the many things that are supposed to be added for just some dresses. She never underestimates the skill of a dress designer and tailor like Aoi, but that doesn't mean she isn’t allowed to be surprised too.

“Well umm..I uhh..I actually don’t know. I know you’re willing to customize a dress and help out but I truly don’t know what I want for a dress,” Momo said.

Aoi hummed, trying to think on what way could help Momo out in deciding. An idea came to her head that could possibly work.

“I have an idea! Imagine walking up to a boutique to buy a prom dress to impress your date. Every prom dress must be chosen not only to impress the man or girl of your dreams while also having it to be a dress that just suits you to how you want it to be.”

She raised a brow and questioned, “Would that work?”

“Trust me sweetheart, it works every time with young girls like you.”

Momo thought about it real hard. What type of dress would she want? What type of dress would her date want? She’s never been to prom and she’s never had a crush on anyone. If that’s the case, how would this help her? Maybe friends? That could work. How would her friends want to see from her?

How would…Yosetsu want a dress for her? He would want any dress if she was honest, because he would want a dress that was simple, but would make her happy and a dress she loves. At this point, the conclusion to what type of dress she likes is really up to her, cause Yosetsu would like any dress that she likes.

“You know..I actually think any dress is fine..but I rather like something quite simple but unique too. If that makes sense,” Momo shyly said.

Aoi smiled, “I could definitely make that work. Come with me and let's see what you’d like.”

Both of them walked around the shop for a bit to see what Momo would like to wear. As they were walking, Aoi asked the young girl, “So Momo, what made you think of a dress that was unique but still simple?”

As soon as she was about to answer that, it made her flustered and she was flushed with red. “I umm..i-it’s nothing. I just followed that tip you just gave.”

“Yes I understand, but it involves thinking about someone,” Aoi smirked, “Don’t worry, I’m good at keeping secrets.”

It didn’t really help her that much, but it sort of gave Momo some relief to say it to someone rather than just keeping it to herself, “I was umm..thinking about a friend.”

“A friend I see. What’s he like?”

“Umm..he’s very nice..he’s also kind and very reliable. He was the first friend I made when I came to school and I really think he’s a good person. I was thinking that he would like a dress that would be simple yet something that would still be a dress that I like cause if there’s a dress that would make me happy, he’d like it and be happy,” Momo answered while trying to duck her head down to hide her blushing cheeks.

“Well your friend sounds wonderful! Does he know you’re Momo Yaoyorozu?”

She shook her head, “No, he doesn’t know that I’m Momo but he does enjoy the things that I do and he’s genuinely a sweet fan.”

Aoi smiled, “He sure does. But what made you think of him on how he would like for you to wear a dress? It’s understandable how he’s one of your friends but surely there’s more to it than just that.”

Momo cleared her throat and replied, “I’m..I’m not sure myself if I’ll be honest. I don’t know why he was the first who came to mind. I’ve made quite a few friends here and there but I thought of him first.”

“Is it not because you like him?,” Aoi teased the teenager.

L-Like? As in like like?! “U-Umm..I don’t think so. I’ve never liked someone in that way yet..so I don’t know if I could clarify that what I feel for him is just like that.”

Aoi let out a little laugh and said, “It’s okay if you’re not sure that you like him in a romantic way. I’m just teasing you, you know? But even so, I’m happy you’ve met someone who treats you very well with no clue of knowing who you really are.”

“But..what if he found out about me?,” Momo asked.

“If he does, then you just have to accept it and hope he’ll treat the same way as he treats you as…?”

“Creati.”

“Creati! But based on what you have said about him, I’m sure he’ll understand and will still love to be your friend either way.”

“Y-Yeah..you’re right,” Momo softly smiled.