Take a detour. She'd be exposed for longer, but she might avoid other students

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen at writing.com)

The idea of being seen by her classmates in her nylons was bad enough, but being seen with just her panties below her waist? Not an option, not as far as Fuuka was concerned. She had to take the longer path, if only because it'd be more likely to be deserted or sparsely populated. So, with modest being at the forefront of her mind, Fuuka quickly made her way toward the detour. It didn't take long before she found what she was looking for.

The long way was actually quite nice, were the situation any different. A quiet stretch of assorted buildings against a small park-like area. It was meant to offer the people of the city a place to feel relaxed and closer to nature, though in reality it was little more than an infrequently traveled path students took to and from school. Fuuka wasn't in any mood to linger and admire the scenery, however. She had a journey to make, and this was the best path available. Taking careful steps, Fuuka made sure to stay near the wildlife, ready to hop behind a tree or into some bushes in case there was any sign of people coming.

For a brief moment, Fuuka thought about how ridiculous she must look. Wearing nothing but her underwear and a school jacket, she figured she'd look more at home on a poster in some boy's bedroom. The idea of her in this state being photographed made Fuuka shiver, reminding her of just how important it was that she stay out of sight and stay on her guard.

It was this careful mindset that clued Fuuka in to the sound of approaching footsteps. Reacting quickly, she jumped for the nearest cover, which just so happened to be a particularly thick patch of bushes. While it wasn't comfortable, Fuuka was glad that the cluster of branches and needles more or less completely obscured her from view. Deciding against peeking out, lest she give herself away, Fuuka chose to listen to the footsteps as they approached, reached her location, and thankfully continued on their way. Whoever had walked by was none the wiser about the half-naked girl in the bushes.

Feeling relieved, Fuuka began pulling herself out of the bushes. Had she been paying more attention, she wouldn't have felt quite so relieved, as one of the pricklier branches of the bush had managed to snag her-