Sweetheart

Sean walked back in a good mood, but he did not see Daisy when he arrived at the corridor. He was wondering where Daisy went. Was she going to perform again? At this time, Sean heard a burst of laughter coming from the restroom nearby... "Hey, stop. I'll do it by myself..." After washing her face, Daisy looked at her colorful hair which seemed to look more and more unpleasant. If it weren't for the performance, she wouldn't have dyed it like this. She didn't feel it unpleasant when she was on the stage, but now she knew how poor it looked. "Mm... is the water cold?" Matt asked from the side. "It's okay." Daisy said, shaking her head. "It’s summer. Okay? I just wanna wash off the dyes." Daisy suddenly covered her eyes, bursting out screaming. "What's wrong?" Matt leaned over nervously. "Is there anything wrong with your eyes? I said I could help, but you refused. See, this is what you got." Daisy did get some water into her eyes, and the mascara and the fake eyelashes hurt her eyes. She