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Backing out of the changing room halls, you made sure to look both ways before you exited - doing your best not to make a sound as you crept out of the door. Sighing in relief you noticed neither Stacy nor anybody else was around to see you leaving the women's changing rooms. You had a lot going on already without any more nasty rumors being spread around campus.

However, just as you thought yourself in the clear; you opened the double doors that lead out of the swimming pool and came face to face with a surprised looking Stacy. Feeling your heart do a summersault inside of your chest, you tried your best to **** a smile and greet her casually. However her surprise soon soured as a frown furrowed its way onto her face.

"And where exactly were you just now? And don't say the men's changing rooms, I went in there just a few moments ago and couldn't find you." The blood drained from your face as you realized you had just royally fucked yourself. There were three rooms you could have been in; either the mens changing rooms, the open pool room where there was no hiding spaces; or you were in the women's changing rooms. And since she could strike out the former two options; you knew that she had you dead to rights.

"Fuck, Stacy wait-" Seeing tears forming in the corner of her eyes as she watched your face churn in realization, she made to turn on her heels and walk away. Panicked and needing her to hear you out, you foolishly held out a hand to grab her arm only to be slapped across the face so hard that you almost reeled to the floor. Hand covering the stricken cheek you could only look up at her in a mixture of surprise and horror as you saw her looking at you with such disdain and hatred that you never thought her capable of. Who was she looking at with those eyes? It couldn't be you, not you... Her loving boyfriend?

"You've gone too far this time Alex, you're sick and you need help. Don't come back tonight, tomorrow morning you can pick up your things and then I want you out of my life forever." Was all she said before storming off, wiping away at the tears that fell unbidden. You shouted after her, that it was all just a big misunderstanding, that it was Nova you were worried about and not her; however it was likely that the Nova point could have been misinterpreted given the context... Fuck, you just didn't know what to do.

"Well, that wasn't what I expected to see this morning." You heard a familiar voice say from behind. Turning to see her your face must have looked quite tortured, as the usually cold and indifferent misses Sato made a wincing expression of shared hurt. Hearing Stacy's words rebounding in your ear again and again you looked at misses Sato in **** realization "You need help Alex, you're sick and you need help." Would Stacy love you again if you got that help? Maybe she was right! This meeting with your former therapist wasn't a coincidence, it must be fate!

"Misses Sato, you once said your door was always open to me... Is that still... Still true?" You could hardly match her gaze, the things you had said about her and yet here you were, asking for her help anyways. You should be too ashamed to ask; and yet the words still came out. Catching a glimpse of her creeping smile that made its way onto her lips, she responded a little too eagerly with an almost seductive "Yes~"