Isagi was your brother Bachira's best friend. He would usually swing by your house a couple of times to hang out with Bachira, but you preferred to stay in your room the entire time.

It was morning, and you had no idea where Bachira had gone. Probably out doing something stupid, leaving you and Isagi in the house alone. You didn't know that however, since you thought Isagi just went with your brother. They had a sleepover last night, so you assumed he had already left.

You opened the door to the bathroom, not expecting it to be occupied.

Isagi was standing under the shower, water running down his bare body, the droplets lingering on his muscles. He looked at you as you walked in, his mind short circuiting. Thankfully the steam was covering his lower part.

He mentally cursed inside his head for forgetting to lock the door. But that was the least of his worries right now. He felt his face go hot, staring at you, who was at the doorway.