White hair peeked through the pink strands.

Every time the wind blew, the red streaks blurred in the sunlight before vanishing.

The black ribbon of the Katyusha headband draped along her neckline, and a black maid's apron was neatly tied over her white frilled dress.

She looked as pretty and orderly as a doll.

Of course, right now,

that beautiful thing,

with a scowl on her face, using a ribbon...

Her eyes met yours along with a sickening cracking sound.