The door closes

*creeeak*

*click*

Makoto froze in shock when she realized the door had just closed and locked behind her, leaving her trapped outside in just a towel.

In front of Akira.

And to make things worse, her towel was stuck in the door.

Which was automatically locked.

Akira and Makoto stared at each other for a while as they processed the situation. The charisma Akira had demonstrated a moment ago was gone, replaced with restrained panic.

Makoto felt her face starting to burn as she quickly tried to come up with a solution to this problem.