You and Eve go to the ladies' room

You pack up your stuff as Eve grabs her's, careful not to touch her body with anything because of the semen on her. Her eyes are puffy and she's sniffling. You wish you could comfort her but you really don't want that turd's cum to get on you.

"How about we go to the bathroom and you can clean yourself up a bit?" you suggest to Eve. She sniffles and nods and you both make your way down the hall. You stop outside the girls' bathroom but Eve gives you a confused look and tells you to get inside.

You start to protest but see her face and give in. You wonder why, certainly she's not suddenly in the mood for a quick fuck, though your cock hardens at the thought. If she wants to cope through sex, would you be a creep to indulge her?

But once you're inside you see some guy standing the doorway of one of the stalls, jacking off, and as you pass you see a girl in there peeing or something. He must get off on girls peeing which is not something you're into. Eve ignores them and goes to the furthest faucet, using towels and water to clean up her body. You're unsure what there is to say and stand there awkwardly. After a couple moments you hear the male student shuffle forward and groan, then the girl that was peeing say in an exasperated tone, "god, did you have to aim for my face and hair?"

The male student just chuckles and leaves the bathroom and you hear the girl pulling toilet paper rapidly, probably to clean herself up. Your attention goes back to Eve and you get a little hard watching her wipe herself up, the coldness of the water making her nipples harden. Despite the events of today you contemplate the chances for sex with Eve, but the sniffles still coming from her tell you those chances are zero.

"If you want to talk about it we can..." you trail off. It must have been a traumatizing day for her.

She shakes her head, "No no, I just need some time to process, it's hard seeing a man you admire in that state."

You meant the rest of the art class but she doesn't seem fazed by it you guess. You walk her to her car as she skips her second class, waving to her as she drives away.