First Crush

Remember your first crush? That particular, unforgettable ache of wanting someone you could not quite reach? Hayley Marie Coppin is about to remind you of every detail. She stands in a warm, book-lined study surrounded by stacks of well-thumbed volumes, wearing the whole fantasy from the ground up: black-and-white striped tie knotted at the collar of a crisp white shirt, a neat navy pleated pinafore dress, gleaming white tights, and black heeled mary-janes. Her blonde hair is pulled into pigtails with a dainty white headband, and she tilts her head with a smile that is somehow both innocent and devastatingly knowing.

The tie loosens slowly, the pinafore slides from her shoulders, the white shirt comes untucked button by deliberate button until Hayley is stretching across the wooden floor among the scattered books with nothing left to hide behind. The white tights are the last thing to go, peeled away with the kind of careful attention that makes the whole world slow right down. This is the fantasy your first crush never delivered on but absolutely should have, and Hayley delivers it with flawless, breathtaking precision.

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