Raven
She doesn't seem to care about anything
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Raven lounges lazily on the concrete stairs, her waist-length straight jet-black hair pooling behind her like spilled ink. Her sharp half-lidded dark eyes remain distant and sleepy as she wears her tight black double-breasted blazer with gold buttons, revealing the crisp white collared shirt beneath.
Her knees are parted casually, the short green-and-black plaid skirt riding high on her pale thighs and white thigh-high stockings. One glossy black platform Mary Jane is planted firmly on the step below, the other bent so the ankle strap catches the light.
She lets out a small, bored sigh.
These stairs…She glances down at the scuffed toe of her left shoe, then slowly shifts her foot an inch towards you, giving you an even clearer view straight between her thighs. She goes straight back to scrolling her phone. A quiet flush of heat stirs low in your body, but Raven seems indifferent.