Shower time.

Down the hall, the pair arrive a door with the image of a silhouetted person standing beneath drops of water. He's yet to see another student, so most of them must currently be in class. At least that gives him a chance to brace himself. Mateus isn't the most social person. The situation at hand is rather overwhelming, but he can't help but feel comfortable around Adriana. The girls he's seen have been so attractive that he's surprised he hasn't lost his cool. Though perhaps this world is fulfilling enough fantasies of his that he's actually falling perfectly into place.

Adriana places her hand against the door. "Here you can wash up. I'll be in a room of my own, but when you're finished, meet me outside the front door. If I'm done first, I'll wait for you on the bench we passed on our way in. Are you going to be okay on your own?"

"Yeah. Don't worry. I'm an adult after all." Mateus chuckles, albeit a bit nervously. "Everything is still setting in, but if this is my life now, I gotta get used to it."

"My grandfather is incredibly intelligent. If there's anyway to get you back--"

"It's fine. Don't worry about it, Adri."

Pink appears in her cheeks. "Adri?" she repeats quietly. "Please don't let others hear you call me that. You'll mostly hear students refer to each other by their family names unless they're close to each other, but a nickname is incredibly bold, especially given who I am. I'll be taking my leave now. I'll see you soon, Mateus." After a curtsy, she makes her way down the hall. She turns the corner and disappears, leaving him completely alone.

He sighs and looks the door over. Guess it's time to man up. I wonder what kind of facilities they can really have in a world like this. It seems to be your kinda late-middle-ages mixed with magic kinda place, though things seem pretty advanced in certain ways. The city still looks like something out of a fantasy RPG. The lights I bet are magic. They don't look like lightbulbs. Anyway, I'm stalling. Here we go.

Mateus pushes his way inside. The floors and walls are tiled white. There are surfaces to leave one's clothing as well as lockers. Down a ways to the left he can spot some bathroom stalls. Ahead but around the corner, there are several drains below showerheads, and then a series of large stone circles protruding from the wall between them. He walks towards the nearest table and perks up his ears, but he doesn't hear anyone around. He breaths a sigh of relief and begins to undress.

It's always a little weird getting naked in a brand new place, so it's a good start that nobody else is here. He removes his underwear, leaves his clothing in a pile behind him, and walks over to the farthest shower drain.

Huh. So how does this work? It all looks kinda modern. Not completely, but more than I expected. There isn't anything to pull or turn though. Just these button-like stone things. I guess I'm supposed to use them. He reaches out and cups his hand around the one in front of him, and the image of his hand glows red from the stone. Suddenly, water begins to pour down from the nozzle above, but it's scorching hot.

He leaps back. "Ow!" he shouts aloud. Okay that's definitely right, but it's cranked up to max. How do I change it?

Mateus sneaks around the water and touches the stone again, this time in a different orientation. A hand imprint appears again, this time on the same angle, and it's blue. He can feel an immediate change of temperature, and he's glad he isn't standing beneath it, because it feels as cold as ice.

After a few more attempts, he gets the hand oriented properly to get a warm shade of orange. He tests the water with his hand, and then stands beneath it with a relieving sigh. The water is hot, but not overwhelmingly so, and it feels amazing after everything that's happened, namely waking up bloody and beaten. Thanks to Adriana's allies, he was able to be healed, but a wash has been overdue. He lets the water flow through his hair and down his body as he thinks to himself.

So this is it. It has to be real. No dream feels like this. Maybe I've gone insane, or maybe I really am in another world. A grin slowly draws across his face. His eyes light up, and he can't help but clench his fist in celebration. It might not be a dream, but it's definitely a dream come true! I might run into some crazy shit. Evil monsters, bandits, whatever. I don't know. Honestly, I don't really care. Nothing was going my way back home. I'm stressing out something fierce right now, but I'm also thrilled to see what happens next. This is a new start. I can be someone else.

Through the noise of the rushing water and his own thoughts, he doesn't notice another individual open the door and begin changing around the corner. In fact, it isn't until they turn on the showerhead farthest from him that his attention is snagged by the newcomer. His eyes dart left to see a figure standing beneath a stream of steamy water, but then his eyes widen as his mind realizes what he's actually seeing.

It's a girl. She's a bit shorter than him, and her blue hair is cut short--barely to her neck. It's a bob cut. A pair of ears protrude out from the sides, but they're not human. Each comes to a lengthy point. She has freckles over her nose, and her figure is slim, which is definitely something he can tell given her lack of clothing. While her bust isn't massive, she's not flat either. She has a modest, perky chest, and from the side, he's being given quiet the view--water rolling down the curves of her tits, her ass, between her legs. He can only see what's visible from a profile view, but that includes one of her tiny pink nipples. She raises up her hands and brings her fingers back through her hair. The girl is incredibly cute, with soft features and bright amber eyes.

Oh my god. Why is there an adorable naked elf girl over there? Did Adriana take me into the wrong room? No... I saw urinals the way of the stalls. What do I do? Is she going to scream at me? Uh. I'm sort of trapped here. I took the farthest shower, so I can't exactly sneak away now. Ah screw it. Not like this is my fault.

"Hello there," he bluntly greets.

The girl lets out a quiet gasp of surprise. She turns her attention slowly, and as she does, her face turns pale and her eyes widen. It doesn't last long, however. Her face isn't white for more than a moment before it floods with colour. Her lips open, and then she lets out a scream, but it isn't all that loud. What escapes her throat is a tiny, terrified squeak, and she throws her arms down to wrap around her bust and cover her groin. "Wh-What are you doing here?! Do not look!" She looks even more adorable now, with blush colouring in her freckles. She squishes her bust as she covers up, and all that conceals her bottom half is a hand cupped between her thighs. The shower is still running, so water continues to trickle down her figure.

"I might be new here, but I'm pretty sure this is the boy's shower room," he replies.

Her heart is racing. She looks around, and she turns even more red. Her eyes move down Mateus' body, but when her gaze meets the side of his cock, she looks away quickly. "... Impossible! N-No, you are right. It is slightly different in here. Oh my goodness. No, no, no. I need to get out of here. What if more boys come in? I am so sorry! Please forgive me!"

"Hey, it's fine. Really. Everyone makes mistakes," he says.

She bows her head. "Th-Thank you for your kindness!" Then she sprints away--bum in view before she disappears around the corner.

Mateus is left dumbfounded. Interesting girl. I guess I should probably give her a second before I turn the corner and get dried off, huh?

Though he only waits a few before touching the stone. The waterfall ceases. He makes his way around the corner, and he spots the poor girl standing at the surface opposite of the one he placed his own clothing, and she's unfortunately still mid-dress.

She has most of her uniform on, yet she hasn't slipped on her shoes, and more importantly, her skirt. She's standing in a tiny pair of frilly black panties, which isn't quite what he expected from her. The biggest difference now though is she has a pair of glasses over her eyes. They're rather large as well. The adorable elven nerd looks to him in desperation as he catches her in yet another embarrassing state.

As quickly as she can, she tugs up her skirt, nearly stumbling over as she does. "W-Wait... I am not finished," she mutters.

This girl speaks so politely. Not even Adriana talks like that, all proper-like. Not to this extreme. Though it's hard to hear it as distinguished when she keeps stuttering and getting flustered.

She places her hands over her glasses and turns away. "And please get dressed as well," she whispers as she reaches for her shoes. "I can see... Uhm, never mind."

It isn't long before she's dressed and out the door. Mateus doesn't even get the chance to say goodbye. He finds some towels in a locker and begins to dry off, but he can't help but get the image of that girl out of his mind. The view he was so generously given will forever live rent-free in his memory. After he finishes up and gets dressed yet again, he feels a lot more fresh and ready to handle the day ahead.

Mateus pulls open the door and begins his way back to the outdoors.