Ashley

The door creaked open, and the usual wave of pre-practice chatter washed over me. Something was… off. A flicker of movement in the corner of my eye. I turned, and my breath caught in my throat. There, in the bathrooms stall, was he. Him. Wearing… only his underwear. My jaw dropped. My mind struggled to process what I was seeing. Him? Here? In the girls' restroom? My eyes widened in shock, disbelief warring with a strange, unfamiliar heat rising in my cheeks. I just stood there, frozen, staring.