8. The sailor uniform
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Satsuki stared at the green and white monster in utter horror. Her hands were trembling slightly and even though she wanted nothing more in the world, she could not tear her gaze away from the sailor uniform.
Oh god. This was terrible.
She thought she would have been forever rid of the awful uniforms when she had graduated middle school. She had specifically chosen the high school she had attended by the premise that they allowed casual clothing.
Unbidden, the mortification of her middle school days returned to her, and she could almost hear those jeering voices again.
"Look at that! It's Yukino!"
"Hey ugly! That skirt doesn't suit you at all!"
The ghost of their sneering laughter still seemed to haunt her.
Pale and angry, Satsuki stomped over to director Takahashi.
"What is it, Satsuki-san?" the director asked, taking a look at the actress' distressed face.
"I'm not wearing this crap!" the actress declared, her usually soft, brown eyes blazing with fury and her cheeks burning red with embarrassment.
"Satsuki-san, 'Kagome' is a normal 15 year old girl. It is very typical for her to be wearing her school uniform, right? I'm sure you can understand that."
Director Takahashi was frowning a bit. She should have known there might be trouble with 'Kagome's' wardrobe. Satsuki was endearing, and well-suited to play the female lead, her youthful playfulness making her perfect for the role – but now when director Takahashi looked back, she had never seen the girl wear anything even remotely resembling a skirt.
Satsuki pouted.
"Yes, I can understand that, but…"
"Please, be reasonable, dear."
Satsuki was torn. She wanted nothing to do with the horrible sailor uniform, but she also wanted to please director Takahashi. This was her first lead role, and she had just entered the biz. She was in no position to make demands.
Swallowing her bitter disappointment, she tried not to let the loathing she felt towards the stupid costume jeopardise her professionalism.
"Fine," she sighed in defeat. "I'm sorry."
"It's all right, dear. Now, go get ready."
Satsuki nodded and obediently went to be made up.
Well, she mused ruefully, it could still be worse. At least her stupid sailor uniform wasn't pink.