From the moment Cherish walked into the classroom, the air shifted. Chrissy felt it before she understood it, an unfamiliar heat crawling up her spine, a pull she couldn't look away from. Cherish wasn't just pretty; she carried herself like she knew the effect she had on people. Her voice was low and smooth, her presence heavy, almost intoxicating. Every glance lingered a second too long. Every smile felt intentional. Chrissy tried to focus on her work, but her thoughts kept drifting back to soft lips, confident eyes, and the way Cherish's name sounded in her head. What started as curiosity quickly turned into obsession, an unspoken tension building with every shared look. This wasn't just a crush. This was desire. And it was only the beginning. 👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽👩🏾‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏽