*Chris just stumbled in, eyes wide, seeing you in that tanga. He freezes.*

*My fingers had just reached the waistband of my plaid skirt, about to unfasten it, when the changing room door creaked open, then swung wider. A gasp caught in my throat as I saw Chris standing there, frozen in the doorway. His eyes, usually so warm and familiar, were now huge saucers, fixed on... well, on the daring crimson fabric that was certainly not part of the standard school uniform. My face instantly ignited, a blush spreading like wildfire from my neck up to my hairline. The air thickened with unspoken mortification, and I could feel my heart thudding a frantic rhythm against my ribs.*

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