Scharline – Preparations and the Questions She Asked Herself
Scharline stood in front of her mirror, feeling that today needed to be different.
She could have gone out in her usual clothes—stylish but understated, attractive yet not too attention-seeking.
But this time…
This time, it had to be different.
She placed her hand lightly on her waist, studying her reflection.
Lisa’s words echoed in her mind.
"Men don’t just look at beauty, Schar. You have to touch them, make them see you, play the game."
Lisa had said it so naturally while explaining what she would do to catch Ethan’s attention.
But at that moment, Scharline realized the question had been directed at her too.
And she hadn’t been able to answer it.
Now, as she traced her fingers over the soft curves of her body, she wanted to find that answer.
What would she do to make Ethan notice her?
She opened her closet, eyes scanning the hangers.
Today, she was meeting Braun.
But even he felt like an excuse.
He wasn’t what she was really thinking about.
Her fingers moved toward the tighter, more form-fitting dresses.
Something bolder.
Something more revealing.
Because for the first time…
She was questioning how her appearance truly affected others.
And maybe, for the first time…
She wanted someone to really notice her.
Scharline – Observing Herself in the Mirror and the Shadow of the Past
Scharline stood in front of the mirror, carefully observing how the fabric hugged her body.
The upper part of the dress was slightly loose, yet it gently embraced her chest. The fabric barely touched her skin, leaving her shoulders and back completely exposed.
The way the light fell on her body accentuated her curves, tracing the thin straps resting against her skin. The way the material sat just below her chest made her look bolder than usual.
Today…
Today, she wanted to be noticed.
But as she looked into the mirror, her thoughts suddenly drifted into the past.
Scharline – The Past Takes on Meaning
As Scharline stared at herself in the mirror, memories of Ethan swirled in her mind.
That moment by the pool… The laughter of three young souls splashing in the water—Ethan, Tom, and herself.
But now, for the first time, she noticed a detail she had never questioned before.
Why had Ethan been naked that day?
Back then, they were just kids. She had seen it as a simple game, nothing more. While playing in the pool, Ethan had claimed his shorts had slipped before laughing and staying underwater. Tom had thrown him a towel, and Scharline had simply laughed it off.
But now…
Now, when she thought about it, she wondered—had Ethan truly acted unconsciously, or had it been something instinctive?
Did that moment mean something to him?
Now, when she thought about Ethan—how his body had developed, how he had changed—she realized that back then, they were just kids.
But now…
That moment carried a different echo.
She wondered—did Ethan remember it?
And if he did, what did it mean to him?
For the first time…
She began to see that day through different eyes.
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Tom – Noticing the Change in Scharline
As Tom stepped out of the bathroom, he noticed movement from Scharline’s room. The door was slightly ajar, and through the gap, he could see her standing in front of the mirror, examining herself.
At first, he had no intention of walking in.
But then, his eyes unintentionally lingered on his sister’s outfit.
It was far bolder than anything she had worn before.
The design of the top was… revealing. Too revealing. The way the fabric was cut made certain details stand out, especially from the side.
Tom felt an immediate urge to look away.
But he didn’t.
Without realizing it, he had been staring at her for a long second.
Scharline placed her hands lightly on her waist, tilting her body slightly to assess how the outfit looked.
Then, without warning, she turned to face him.
And naturally—almost absentmindedly—she asked:
"How do I look?"
Tom’s eyes widened.
It was the worst possible time to ask that question.
He didn’t know what to say.
His thoughts had already drifted somewhere else, and now, he had to come up with a rational response?
He cleared his throat, forcing himself to avert his gaze.
"Uh… it looks different."
But Scharline didn’t seem satisfied with his vague answer.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
"What do you mean by different?"
Tom tried to form words, scrambling for something appropriate to say.
But deep down, he was avoiding the real reason behind his discomfort.
Even from himself.
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Tom – The Truth That Slipped Out
As Tom stood in front of Scharline, struggling to find the right words, the truth slipped from his lips before he could stop it.
"It looks… too revealing."
Scharline’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
"What?"
The moment Tom realized what he had just said, he cursed himself internally.
Too revealing.
How had he said that so naturally, without even thinking?
He tried to avert his gaze, but Scharline had already caught his reaction.
The expression on her face showed she hadn’t fully processed his words yet—but something had shifted.
For a split second, she stiffened, caught off guard. She hadn’t expected that reaction from him.
"What do you mean, ‘too revealing,’ Tom?"
Tom scrambled to regain control of the situation, but it was too late.
Scharline narrowed her eyes slightly, studying him.
This wasn’t something that could be brushed off as a joke.
The impact had already been made.
Maybe it hadn’t been intentional on his part, but now he was seeing the consequences.
Tom cleared his throat, instinctively stepping back.
But Scharline…
For the first time, she realized the effect she had created.
And that effect was far bigger than she had anticipated.
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Tom – Withdrawing Into Himself
Tom felt the weight of Scharline’s gaze pressing down on him.
Every instinct inside him screamed at him to run.
This was just a misunderstanding… right?
But it wasn’t.
His eyes had drifted to her outfit without thinking, and the words that had slipped from his lips… they had been unconscious, but they had also been true.
And now, he didn’t know what to do with that truth.
Scharline was still looking at him, as if waiting for an explanation.
Tom’s throat went dry.
No words came.
He surrendered to the cowardice gnawing at him and turned away without saying anything, quickly retreating to his room.
As soon as he shut the door, he leaned his forehead against the wooden surface, inhaling deeply.
What was that?
Why were these thoughts growing so large in his mind?
But one thing was clear…
Today, something had changed.
Tom – Another Way to Escape
As soon as Tom shut his bedroom door, he leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath.
What the hell had he just done?
He had no idea what was going on inside his head, but one thing was certain—something had changed.
The words that had come out of his mouth…
Scharline’s outfit, her body, the way it revealed so much…
He squeezed his eyes shut, but the image refused to leave his mind.
Scharline, standing in front of the mirror, adjusting her dress, asking him how she looked.
Right there. Right in front of him.
Tom tried to suppress the restless energy bubbling inside him, but the feeling was too intense.
His body was betraying him.
He couldn’t be alone with these thoughts any longer. He needed to clear his head.
Snatching his phone from the nightstand, he quickly typed out a message to Derek.
"Let’s do something today. I’ll be there in 30 minutes."
Tossing his phone aside, he hurried to change.
He needed to shut this down.
But the unease inside him had already surfaced.
And somehow…
It was going to find a way out.
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Scharline – Unable to Understand Tom’s Reaction
Scharline frowned at Tom’s sudden escape.
"What kind of reaction was that?" she wondered.
She couldn’t find an answer.
Tom had always been quiet, withdrawn—but this was different from anything she had seen before.
She didn’t want to dwell on it too much. Her mind was already cluttered enough.
She had plans.
She was meeting Braun.
Before leaving her room, she gave herself one final glance in the mirror.
She had created an effect.
And today, others were going to feel it too.
Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stepped out.
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