The girl emerged from the bathroom, clearly surprised to find Arielle standing right in front of the door.
Having mild social anxiety, her face reddened with embarrassment instantly. “I… You…” she stuttered.
Sensing that she was having trouble speaking, Arielle started, “I’m waiting for you. Were you crying because you got picked to perform on stage?”
The girl nodded silently. The motion caused her tears to leak out, startling even herself. She then rubbed her palms hurriedly across her face.
“I’m sorry…” she apologized awkwardly.
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