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"I see, I'll keep that in mind for next time we meet a villain." Felicia replied, unsure if they'll even meet someone as twisted as Carley again. With that, she heads out to go to her next class, this time more conscious of her short skirt. Felicia walks at a brisk pace to avoid making her skirt roll up her curvy hips.
Felicia's final class of the day is Writing 1. The classroom is already mostly full by the time she finds her way there. A woman, presumably the professor, talks animatedly with a seated student wearing a red uniform at the front of the room.
As she looks for a place to sit, Felicia notices a young man, also in Silfer Red's uniform, eyeing her up.
He gestures at the empty seat beside him.



