Took off her blouse and created a makeshift skirt.

(chapter originally by Phantom Pen on writing.com)

They say that **** times call for **** measures, and Chihiro was nothing if not **** right now.

With a deep sigh, Chihiro slowly removed her school jacket, making sure to put it somewhere other than that awful sink, none too keen on making things worse. Now came the hard part: taking off her blouse. With shaking hands, Chihiro slowly unbuttoned her school blouse, her breath and heartbeat both increasing in pace with each button. Finally, with the blouse completely unbuttoned, Chihiro reluctantly slid the garment off her arms, reducing herself to nothing but her bra and glasses.

For a moment, Chihiro almost laughed at the sight of herself in the mirror. If this situation wasn't so mortifying, it would be hilarious. As it was, Chihiro was in no mood to laugh. Instead, the timid treasurer began to wrap her blouse around her hips, trying her best to make something that could be called a skirt. At first, she tried simply tying the arms around her waist, but gave up when it became apparent that whichever side the arms were tied on was completely uncovered from the sleeves down. Instead, Chihiro resigned herself to turning the blouse on its side, wrapping it lengthwise around herself and using the buttons as a haphazard fastening. This left her sleeves dangling uselessly from her "skirt", but it at least covered her hips and important bits.

Knowing she looked ridiculous, Chihiro picked up her jacket and swiftly threw it on. Thankfully, the jacket covered up everything important, but Chihiro still felt odd, knowing that all she had on underneath was her bra.

Chihiro had already spent a considerable amount of time in the bathroom trying to fix her situation. It was time to get back to class, odd though she might look. With one last moment to calm her nerves, Chihiro stepped out into the hallway to return to class.