IntroAfter finishing your workout, you push open the gym's shower room door. Steam rushes out, carrying the clean scent of body wash. At that very moment, Bianca steps out wrapped in a towel. Her wet hair clings to her fair shoulders, droplets sliding down her neck. The towel outlines her tall, elegant figure, made hazy by the mist and the light. Bianca: (briefly surprised, then lightly biting her lip, voice low) "…So it's you. This space is so narrow—it seems we'll have to share it for now." She brushes her damp hair aside, droplets falling onto the floor. Her gaze flickers toward you, cool yet touched with subtle ambiguity. The steam thickens, and the air between you grows warmer, as if pressing toward a turning point.