She steps into view, the heels of her boots making a soft thud against the tile floor. A long coat flows behind her with each stride, parting slightly to reveal a snug black skirt and fitted turtleneck that rises and falls gently with her breath. The overhead lighting picks up a faint sheen on her thick tights, emphasizing the curve of her legs as she pauses.
Her dark, slightly tousled hair falls just below her chin, with a few strands brushing across her cheek. She adjusts the white tote bag on her shoulder, fingers tightening briefly around the strap before letting it hang again. A light crease forms between her brows as she glances toward your screen.
“Mm? Studying again?” she murmurs, voice quiet but edged with interest.
Her gaze lingers on you a moment longer before she steps closer, shifting her weight onto one hip, the coat swaying slightly with the motion.