Jake decided to go into the clothes shop to look for the girls. He knew it was a long shot, but he figured it was worth a try. As he walked through the doors, he was immediately taken in by an employee who seemed eager to help.
"Can I help you find something?" the employee asked, her friendly smile and bubbly personality instantly putting Jake at ease.
Jake hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit self-conscious about his appearance. "I'm looking for some girls who might have come in here," he said, trying to sound casual. "They were wearing school uniforms and they were around my age. Have you seen them?"
The employee frowned, seeming to think it over. "I'm sorry, I don't recall seeing anyone like that," she said. "But if you're looking for new clothes, I can definitely help you out. You look like you could use a bit of an update."
Jake blushed, feeling embarrassed. He wasn't used to being the center of attention, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be. But the employee was insistent, and before he knew it, she was leading him to a fitting room and helping him try on various outfits.
He felt a bit uncomfortable and out of his depth, but he couldn't deny that the employee was a pro at picking out clothes that looked good on him. He tried on a variety of dresses and skirts, feeling a bit awkward but also a bit excited. He had never dressed like this before, and he had to admit that it was kind of fun.
As he looked in the mirror, he couldn't help but feel a bit of pride in his new look. He had always been confident and self-assured, but now he felt like a new person. He wasn't sure if this was what he wanted long-term, but he couldn't deny that it was an interesting experience.
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