Yes, she starts taking her clothes off

Ayumi stood up, her legs trembling beneath her. She took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves.

Her fingers fumbled with the buttons of her shirt, each one slipping through her grasp. With a frustrated sigh, she yanked the garment over her head, exposing her bare torso to the rest of the group.

Her breathing quickened, but she refused to let her anxiety control her.

Ayumi unhooked her bra, letting it fall gently to the floor. She was already blushing, her pale skin burning under the scrutiny of so many pairs of eyes. Yet, she couldn't bring herself to stop. Slowly, she reached behind her back, undoing the zipper of her skirt.

It fell gracefully to the ground, leaving her clad only in the plain white panties she had chosen earlier. Her small breasts rose and fell rapidly, betraying the turmoil of emotions raging within her.

Ayumi decided to look around the room. She expected looks of disgust and polite laughter. But the reaction was the opposite. She could see some guys nervously crossing legs, others trying to pretend like they are not looking at her body. One of them was visibly staring and when Ayumi's eyes met with his, which took a couple of seconds, he immediately went red and mouthed "Sorry"

Meanwhile, Liam licked his lips hungrily, his green eyes devouring Ayumi's exposed flesh greedily. He had always enjoyed the thrill of power, the intoxicating sensation of controlling another person's fate. And now, he had the perfect prey in his sights.