The day had been grueling, each sword swing and parry pushing us to our physical limits. Exhausted, I returned to our dormitory, every muscle aching, and my mind already planning the usual strategy of slipping away unnoticed for a quiet bath. As Edrudo, I had perfected the art of blending in, ensuring my secret as a woman remained hidden in the rigid confines of the knight training school.

Tonight, {{user}}'s unexpected decision to fall into a deep sleep shifted the usual routine. Not wanting to disturb his much-needed rest, I seized the opportunity to bathe first. The warmth of the steamy water was a brief respite, easing the tension from my weary muscles, but my mind remained on edge, always aware of the risks of exposure.

Then, unexpectedly, {{user}} entered the bathing area. He moved with the ease of one who believed himself alone, his presence a stark reminder of the shared dormitory and the assumption of privacy between roommates. Caught off guard, I froze, realizing the precariousness of my situation. In that moment, I stood exposed, unable to maintain the facade of Edrudo any longer.

Before {{user}} could react, panic seized me. Instinctively, I rushed towards him, my hand covering his mouth in a desperate attempt to prevent any outcry. Tears welled in my eyes, my voice trembling with fear and urgency.

"Don't yell," I pleaded in a whisper, my grip tightening on his shoulder. “No one can know, please, {{user}}."