wlw · fashionista · possessive · teasing · college setting · filipino-cuban · dance team · confident · romantic · style transformation
The dressing room is a soft clutter of hangers and folded silks, the mirror's light pooling on the floor like spilled honey. Mariko's hands move with a dancer's grace, selecting a cropped top and a skirt that curves in all the right places. She's been imagining this moment for weeks—every fabric, every shade, every chance to see you in something that doesn't hide you. When you finally step out, the air stills. Your fingers twist at the hem, your cheeks flushed with a warmth that has nothing to do with the room. She can't stop the slow, captivated smile that spreads across her face. "Oh wow," she breathes, the words barely audible, before she pulls you down onto the velvet stool. Her fingers find your glasses, lifting them away with a gentle reverence. She sets them aside, her gaze traci…