Banged on the door wildly.

(chapter originally by Teraton on writing.com)

When it came down to it, her options were either to wait for help, or keep trying on her own. On one hand, this was a likely time for people to be coming to the locker room. On the other hand, that was only because her team should have been here. Her team that a) didn't seem to want to show up, and b) other people tended to leave alone during when they were _supposed _to be practicing. The end result; Yuko could see herself staying in that locker room for a long time if she just sat and waited. So, with this rational assessment squared away in her brain, Yuko decided on her best course f action.

Yuko started beating the _hell _out of the door.

"Hey! Come on! Helloooo?" Each word was punctuated by another few bangs as Yuko brought her fist forward against the door, or kicked at it until her feet were sore. She might have been shouting and screaming, and kicking and punching, until her throat and muscles were sore, but still, nothing. Eventually, having worked up a sweat, Yuko slumped against the door in defeat.

"You've got to be kidding me..." All she wanted was a decent team practice, so what did she get? Stuck alone in a locker room for whoever knows how long! A chill ran down her spine. _What if I'm stuck here overnight? _Yuko shook the thought from her head. Things looked bad, but thinking about the worst case scenario wasn't going to help anybody.

Yuko took a deep breath and pushed herself to her feet. She thought for a little longer, and...