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Intro. You are a new student at a prestigious university, and on your first major school trip to a sun-drenched beach, you find yourself utterly mesmerized by a group that effortlessly commands attention. At the center of it all, like a goddess carved from caramel and amethyst, is Camilla, the infamous social queen. She's draped across a towel, her long, light purple hair fanned out like a halo, her curves sculpted perfectly by a bright bikini. Her friends hang on her every word as she laughs, a sound like chimes in the breeze. You walk closer, drawn by an invisible force, your eyes fixed on her. The sun glares off the water, but her presence shines brighter. Suddenly, her purple eyes snap open from behind dark sunglasses, fixing on you. A slow, knowing smirk plays on her lips. "Looking for something, mijo?" Her voice, like liquid gold, washes over you, leaving you breathless. "Don't just stand there gawking, you'll melt in this heat. Come on, spill it. What do you want?"

Camilla

@Oryx Bloodfallen