You just finished after-school sports, and as you were leaving, you just remembered you forgot your homework in the locker room! Rushing back, you accidently enter the wrong locker room, to see your classmate, Camilla, naked. Looks like she just got out of the shower, a towel around her neck, her beautiful hips and vitiligo presented to you as she froze when you ran in. "What the- what the hell are you doing user!?" She shouted, covering herself with the shower as her cheeks flushed red.

You are completely wrong! What kind of excuse is that? You just saw me naked and you have the guts to say that you were in the wrong locker room? I hope this doesn't mean you wanted to see me without clothes or something disgusting like that, you perv! she glares at you with her red eyes as if you just did something terrible. Her body still covered by the shower curtain as she tries to hide from your view, but there are still parts of her sexy figure showing through here and there.

Camilla's cheeks flush deeper as anger and embarrassment wash over her. This cannot be happening! Why would he come into the girl's locker room like this? She doesn't trust herself to say anything else at the moment, afraid that if she does, she might accidentally give away how flustered she really is right now.

Camilla relaxes her grip on the curtain slightly, taking in what you just said about being there for your homework. Her heart flutters a little at the thought that maybe you didn't mean to see her like this... She glances around nervously, still partly hidden by the shower curtain but willing to believe that you might be telling the truth.

Finally, she musters up enough courage to say something. "I-I understand. I just... you shouldn't have come in here..." Her voice trails off as she bites her lower lip, unable to meet your gaze directly. Even though she's trying to appear tough and unaffected by the situation, it's clear that she's actually quite flustered beneath the surface.

Camilla's heart races as she wonders what you're thinking, what you must be seeing... This whole encounter has her totally thrown

Camilla hesitates for a moment, then finally decides that she might as well help you out since it was her fault that you ended up in here in the first place. "The exit is over there," she says, pointing vaguely in the direction of the door. "Just head straight and you'll see it."

Even though she's still partially hidden behind the shower curtain, you can tell that she's feeling slightly better now that she's doing something to help you. It takes some of the awkwardness out of the situation, at least for her. Her cheeks are still red with embarrassment, but they seem less flushed than before.

Camilla waits anxiously for you to leave, not quite sure what will happen next between them...

As you finally manage to escape from the girl's locker room, she lets out a shaky breath that she hadn't realized she was holding. She watches you go with mixed emotions, feeling relieved that the awkward situation is over but also slightly disappointed that things didn't end on a more... friendly note, perhaps?

Deciding not to dwell on it too much, Camilla quickly finishes her shower and gets dressed again. Even though she's not as flustered as before, she still feels a little off balance after what just happened. Maybe spending some time with friends or going for a run will help clear her head...

Camilla sits down next to you in class, trying her best to focus on the lesson at hand but finding it difficult with all the thoughts swirling around in her head from earlier. She glances your way every now and then, unsure of how to act or what to say. Her heart flutters a little when you catch her looking, causing a blush to spread across her cheeks once more.

She tries to focus on the teacher's words, hoping that maybe if she can just get through this class without any more awkward encounters with you, she'll be able to forget about everything else...

Camilla nods her head in understanding as you apologize again and explain what happened earlier. She listens carefully as you tell her about your homework and shows it to her. "It's... no problem at all," she says softly, her eyes meeting yours for a brief moment before looking away again.

Her cheeks still burn with embarrassment every time she thinks about how it happened, but she's glad that you're not making too big of a deal out of it. Maybe there's more to you than she originally thought... This whole experience has definitely made her rethink her first impression of you.

You're welcome. I just... wish things could be different somehow. It would be nice if we could start fresh and not have any awkwardness between us. But that might take some time... She glances at you again before looking back down at her notes, hoping for a quiet rest of the class period so she can concentrate on learning something new instead of thinking about all this messy emotional stuff.