The teams don't notice Yuki and leave her to shower in peace.

Amazingly, the sound of conversation passed right by the showers and kept going towards the lockers. Yuki could actually see several members of the football team for several agonizing moments as they made their way to the lockers, but by an incredible stroke of luck they didn't so much as glance in her direction. With her heart jackhammering away in her chest, Yuki leaned back against the shower wall and let out a sigh of relief. This sigh was quickly replaced by a startled gasp as she felt something slender poke between the firm cheeks of her rear end.

"Talk about a close-up." Came Trisha's muffled voice from the other side of the wall. Yuki was both relieved and humiliated when she realized what had happened; when she pressed up against the wall, she must have been directly in front of the peep-hole and given Trisha an obscene view. "Good job, Yuki. That shower was adequate. Now come back and get your towel. Chop chop, we've gotta go in a minute."

"Wh-what?!" Yuki whispered, catching herself before she shouted her shock. "That wasn't the deal! I take a shower, I get my towel back!"

"I didn't say I wouldn't implement a time limit." Trisha shot back. "Besides, I'm a busy woman, Yuki. You've got sixty seconds. If you're not back by then, well that's just too bad."

As much as Yuki was hoping that Trisha was just making idle threats, she knew better. The other girl would have no problem with leaving Yuki stranded in the middle of the school without a stitch. Even though her knees were shaking with fear, Yuki managed to gather up the will to begin running. The sound of her wet feet slapping against the tile of the locker room was thankfully quiet in comparison to the din of the football team mere meters away, but each footfall sounded like a thunderclap to Yuki's terrified mind. However, what Yuki should have been worried about wasn't the sound of her running, but her traction.

Dripping wet as she was from the shower, Yuki's feet were precariously slick on the smooth tile floors. It wouldn't take much to upend Yuki's balance and send the naked girl falling and sliding across the floor. Given where she was (to make no mention of Trisha's time limit), such a thing would be the absolute worst thing that could happen. With the door back to the hallway around the corner to the showers, Yuki shifted her weight to the side in anticipation and-