After her playful and intense conversation with her mother, Alicia walked back into her room with a long sigh.
She leaned against the door for a moment, her expression thoughtful. But after a few seconds, she pushed off with purpose.
"Right," she muttered. "Time to remind someone who's in charge."
She turned toward her closet and flung it open, eyeing the rows of carefully arranged clothes.
Her current outfit—an oversized hoodie and loose pajama pants—definitely wouldn't cut it for a visit to the prestigious first-year dorms. Especially not his place.
After a short deliberation, she slipped into a sleek, casual ensemble: a cropped maroon jacket over a white fitted top, high-waisted black pants that accentuated her figure, and ankle boots with just the right amount of heel.
She tied her white hair into a high ponytail, letting a few strands fall to frame her face. A quick touch of gloss and eyeliner completed the look.
