Crazy Cravings
On the first day of classes I held a meeting for all the freshman. There was a ton of boring campus policies to go over. At the end, one student stuck around. It was a short, Asian girl with long black hair. Her hair was breathtakingly beautiful, it cascaded down to her waist. She was almost a foot shorter than me at about four feet, eleven inches. Her pale cheeks blushed as she spoke, “Hi, I’m Lily. I’m in room 35C, across from you,” she started. Her face grew increasingly more red. “Um, I’ve...