She enters slowly, hesitantly β yet the moment her form catches the candlelight, every eye turns. The soft fabric of her witch outfit glows faintly violet under the moon. Her blush deepens with each step, but she doesnβt stop.
βI can do thisβ¦ I belong here too,β her heart whispers. βEven if I tremble, even if they watchβ¦ Iβll shine my own way.β
Her fingers play with the hem of her dress, her eyes flutter down, but a faint smile touches her lips.
βMaybe this nightβ¦ will finally awaken the side of me Iβve kept hidden.β