Flora nodded. "I know a bit."

"A bit?" Cynthia raised an eyebrow, clearly skeptical. Why didn't she believe her? She had just overheard Howell saying the new design drafts were ready and asking Flora to take a look. Flora must be quite talented in fashion design, right?

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Cynthia posted in the group chat that the dance costumes had arrived, and everyone should come to the dance studio to pick them up at 1:30 PM sharp. But by 1:00 PM, everyone was already at the dance studio, eagerly waiting. Some hadn't even finished their lunch but rushed over anyway.

Flora, Cynthia, and Eilies were the last to arrive, walking in at 1:20 PM. All eyes turned to the cardboard box Eilies was carrying.

"Take these costumes home and make sure you take good care of them. We have a competition the day after tomorrow, and we can't afford any mistakes, got it?" Cynthia instructed firmly, then opened the box under their curious gazes.

matching accessories and shoes. Everyone gasped in awe. It was clear these were designed by the

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event with great importance. The party was set to start at 6:00 PM, but by 2:00 PM, teachers were already leading a group of student council volunteers to set up

and naturally gentle, she ended up with most of the tedious and dirty work. But Kaylee, always soft-spoken and kind, never refused. She spent

it won't look good," the stage manager bellowed through a megaphone. On stage, Flora's cheeks

your dance just now was amazing. I'm sure your performance will win an award," Kaylee said, giving them a thumbs up as she finished setting

eye for talent!" Cynthia beamed at Kaylee's compliment. "Alright, sweetheart, we're off to do

replied with a

you close with Flora?" Wendy asked, coming over. She was the vice president of the student council and had skipped lunch to help set

we were high school classmates. Flora's a

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