Yuki finds nothing

Once the coast was clear Yuki peeked her head out of the closet. She rushed back over to her locker hoping to find her skirt so we could put it back on and forget this nightmare.

Instead she found absolutely nothing at her locker. Whoever came by must have noticed and took them. Yuki felt like she was about to cry. She was barefoot, wearing only her tight white button-up blouse and her slutty pink lace bra and thong.

Yuki had to think fast, the room where her club meets for debate is empty. Perhaps Yuki could find some clothes in there.

She moved as quickly and quietly as she could, staying close to the wall, one arm across her the front of her pink thong and the other hand trying to pull the hem of the blouse down over her ass. It was useless — the blouse was too short, and every step made her bare ass and the pink thong visible from behind.

She reached the door, turned the handle, and slipped inside.

The room was dark and quiet — exactly as she hoped. No class would be here until 2nd period. She closed the door behind her and leaned back against it, letting out a shaky, relieved breath.

She had made it.

Unseen.

For now.