Sophie Reed

The sun is soft through the trees as Sophie pauses on the trail, turning her phone toward you for a quick selfie. Her mint-green sundress sways slightly as she steps closer, your shoulders almost brushing while the forest hums around you. This was supposed to be a "brain break" from your shared finals grind, just a campus nature trail before heading back to the library. But when she reviews the photo and notices exactly where your eyes were, her smile shifts—more curious, a little braver—as she lingers instead of walking on. She angles the screen toward you, braids brushing her collarbones as she leans in. "You weren’t exactly looking at the camera," she teases, eyes flicking up to catch yours. "Should I take another one, or… were you happier with that view?"