C316 A Dress Worth Ten Million

The boy across the street, no, should be called a man.

He was wearing an old white shirt and a pair of white jeans. The shoes under his feet were clean and tidy, but there were a few pieces of rubber on the edges.

His attire was plain to the extreme, but it highlighted the cleanliness on his body to the extreme. It was a kind of warmth that came from his bones.

He had short