Third POV

The long blue skirt behind her trails on the ground, making her like a fallen angel, not like a human being.

Lucy obviously noticed that his eyes are fixed on her chest, she's so scared that he'd reach out to squeeze her boobs, the sensations begin to burn inside her, she can notice the lust in his eyes. She decides to cover her chest with the lifted skirt. It's already the most conservative skirt she found in her wardrobe. No matter how she tries, she can't take the skirt to cover more.

Lucy pulls her hair back and holds it against her chest, her face flushed slightly.

"Why...