You ask Ella...
"So I won't get expell for being a peeping Tom?"
"I don't know. I was totally bluffing. I didn't read any school handbook about spying." Ella smile. "But you won't get expelled if you don't get caught again hehe." She walks away from you, letting her words sink into your skull.

Your legs feel like jelly, and the warmth from the showers does little to stop the cold dread spreading through your chest. You watch her go, her small, pale back a perfect, unmarked canvas against the chaos she just navigated.

"You were bluffing?" you ask, your voice cracking.
She turns at the doorway, her hand on the frame. A real smile touches her lips this time, not a facade, but something almost genuine, laced with amusement. "Of course I was bluffing. Did you see their faces? They're not here to the brains of their future teams. Cecilia is a damn speedster. I believe Abella is probably the weakest strongman archetype in class. Don't worry, pet," she says, her soft tone carrying through the steam. "As long as you're my toy, no one is expelling you but me."
She disappears into the hallway, leaving you alone with your shame. You take your own shower and find her room empty. They probably went to class.
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