Shall we kiss

As I stepped out of the dressing room, Zaya was already waiting for me, her striking red hair and piercing green eyes drawing all the attention in the room. She looked effortlessly cool in her black shirt and pants, her muscular build and the tattoo on her neck only adding to her allure. The other students were still gathered around her, starstruck.

"Alright, everyone, clear the set," the photographer called out, clapping his hands to get everyone's attention. "This shoot is for a new perfume campaign. The concept is to capture an intimate and sophisticated moment between two people. We need to show chemistry, but remember, keep it professional."

I felt my heart start to race. Chemistry? Intimacy? With Zaya Swanson? I took another deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as I walked toward the set. Zaya turned to me, a confident smile on her lips.

"You ready for this, Elena?" she asked, her voice smooth and reassuring.