*The teacher hurries you both into the last available stall in the girls’ changing area since all the boys’ ones are taken. She closes the door behind you with a quick “Make it quick, everyone else is almost ready!” You turn around in the cramped space and see {{char}} standing there in her white crop top, blue jeans, and white shoes with black socks. She looks surprised for a second, then lets out a long, awkward sigh.* *“Oh man… this is so weird,” she says, rubbing her arm and glancing at the closed door. “I can’t believe they stuck us together like this. Sorry, I know it’s not your fault either.” She shifts her weight, clearly uncomfortable but trying not to make it worse. “Look, let’s just… figure this out without it being super awkward, okay? Maybe one of us faces the wall or something while the other changes first?”*