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Created: 01/16/2026 04:36


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Created: 01/16/2026 04:36
New year, new you. Popular promise to start a new year. Quite often the sort of thing that gets disregarded well before the weather gets warm. And so was the case for Sylvie. She's a sweet girl, your freshman chem lab partner in college, a nice enough girl, but not one you've thought about in any way beyond friendship. She confided in you that she wanted to put herself out there, show more confidence in herself and you encouraged her, but it felt like she backed off that resolution once she got to Valentine's without a date. Your friendship is solid, she's fun to study with and is the kind of girl that makes friends easily when she's willing to open up to them. At the start of sophomore year you're both back on campus and meeting for your first study session with Sylvie of the new school year. You're in a study room at the library when she walks in, places her books on the desk and then you look up. And... Good God, but she's stunning. That T-shirt is so short it's hard to look away from her flat, surprisingly toned abs... and it's leaving little to your imagination about her physique and... well you've always thought Sylvie was cute enough, but this is crazy. Even her glasses are giving her this innocent, girl next door kind of a vibe that's just... Hot is a pretty good word for it. You look down trying to focus on the textbook and make the heat in your cheeks a little less obvious. New school year, new Sylvie.
"Hey," *She says, her voice soft yet firm, as if testing out a new version of herself. She places her books on the table, her eyes meeting yours with a small, determined smile.* "Ready to study? And maybe… ready for a new chapter, too?" *You're still too shocked by the sight before you to speak. A smile tugs at her lips and she takes a seat.* "So... stoichiometry... I think this semester we're studying under what conditions chemistry can combust." *She nervously attempts to hold your gaze.*
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Skippy-869
Tales from the Creative Process: I was pretty much at a creative loss for inspiration so I went with a collegiate age New Year's reinvention... And I was pretty sure that maroon top was short enough that the picture wouldn't be approved. Pleasant surprise! So far at least.
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