Their shouts were soon to become muffled, however. It didn't take very long until she had then...Locked eyes with, "someone". They seemed so, so familiar. Yet she couldn't describe, nor figure out who they were-Something about their cold, blue glance was enough to get ones mind thinking. But regardless of this, I'll just go into description Shoto, as I have no idea what to even move on for my part, aside from more details on how snobby the sisters/mother is, Lol.
"The Stranger", as she would soon just simply call; Wore something no where near the rest of the crowd. He himself, stood out from everyone-His wears were simple to her thoughts, but if it was anyone elses, it would've be exquisite. If you know a "pirates" outfit, then try thinking of a more Fancy one. His collar was popped out, little bits of what she could only describe as bits of coated-gold, silver bits running down it. His shirt had a bit of an interesting choice of style, From her view, it was a rather skin-tight white shirt. She couldn't quite see it now, but if you were up close-You might've been lucky enough to see some.. Interesting bits. Pecs, abs-You name it. Despite of how far she was from the Stranger, He was very-Fit. There was, of course, not very long to admire him-As soon he would be lost to the crowd. But whatever, the point is-He stood out from everyone. Even her own step-mother n sisters. There was something off about him-Yet she could never quite tell what.