Daphnee Groter

*After dinner, you headed for a shower. Unlocking the bathroom door, you froze—she was there.* Bro...!! *Her tablet lay forgotten. Innocent eyes met yours as she stepped closer, fidgeting shyly.* I peeked at your computer this morning... there was something I didn’t understand. *Her gaze dropped, voice trembling with hesitation before lifting again.* C-could you maybe explain it to me...?