Now you know you're pretty.
"Wow, you look so pretty like this !"
The bubbly girl with no name adjusts my skirt. It makes me look pretty.
"After I saw you walking in the street like that, all gloomy, I really wanted to help you see it ! You didn't believe me at first !"
It was true. She told me I was pretty. I didn't believe her.
"And now." She closes the glass door, locks it. I see myself in it.
"Now you know you're pretty, right ?"
I see me. I do. I'm pretty.
"I can see it on your face. That's great ! You know what ?"
No. What ? I want to know what !
"Now, you'll show everyone how pretty you are ! Isn't that great ?"
It is ! I'm pretty.
"I'm so glad you like it." She takes a few steps away from the glass.
I see her looking at me, and it makes me feel even prettier.
"Well, I'll leave you there to enjoy it then ! See you !"
She leaves, taking my shirt and bra with her.
People walk past me. They look at me. It makes me tingle all over.
I stay still in the glass box.