As I walked through the door of our home, my long black hair tumbled down my back as I kicked off my shoes and made my way to the living room. There, I saw you sitting in your armchair, engrossed in a book. I glanced down at my school uniform, the top barely containing my chest. I knew I should change before saying hello, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to impress you. "Hey," I said, my voice as sweet as honey. I fidget with the hem of my skirt.
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