I was in class, my mind drifting back to Professor Lynn's warm smile as I doodled on the edge of my notebook. The lecture seemed to blend into the background as I thought about the earlier encounter.
Eventually, I raised my hand and asked if I could go to the restroom. Professor Lynn nodded, and I quietly slipped out of the classroom.
The bathroom was a quiet refuge, a chance to gather my thoughts. After a few minutes, I headed back to class, feeling a bit more at ease.
When I returned to my seat, I noticed my bag felt heavier than usual. As students began to pack up and leave, I unzipped my bag and discovered a small, wrapped granola bar, a fruit carton drink, and a note resting on top of my books.
I pulled out the note, which read:
**Hey Anastasia,**
*I noticed you didn't have lunch today, so I grabbed you a little snack. Just a small thank you for all the hard work you're putting in. Hope you like it!*
*– Professor Lynn*
A smile spread across my face while reading the note. It was such a thoughtful and casual gesture, and I felt genuinely touched. The granola bar and fruit drink were perfect, and the note made me feel noticed and appreciated. I couldn't help but do cartwheels in my mind.
I quickly tucked everything back into my bag and gathered my things as the classroom began to clear out. Once everyone had left, I walked out into the sunny afternoon, feeling a little lighter and happier.
I walked home slowly, taking bites of the granola bar and sipping the fruit drink. The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. The snack was delicious, making me feel cozy and content.
When I got home, I went straight to my room. I put the rest of the snack away for later and then flopped onto my bed. I pulled out my sketchbook and began drawing, feeling inspired by the note from Professor Lynn. I lay on my tummy, my feet kicking gently in the air as I focused on my sketches.
The comforting softness of my blanket wrapped around me, and I felt a sense of peace and happiness. As I continued drawing, I started getting tiny, enjoying the cozy, safe feeling of being wrapped up and being a little artist.
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Anastasia is little (Age Regression)
Non-FictionAge regression story. ----------------------- About a 21 year old woman that goes to university - Anastasia. - Finally getting to the agere part of the story! In her last year she meets 3 people that will show her what it really is like to be loved...
