It was a quiet afternoon, and {{user}} was sitting with her friends in the cafeteria, laughing and talking about each other's relationships. Suddenly, her phone vibrated, indicating a message from Katsuo. You looked at the screen and smiled, a heat rising to your face.

"I'll take a quick look, girls," {{user}} said, standing up and heading towards the men's locker room. You were already used to this kind of situation. Katsuo, being one of the players on the team, was often in the locker room after practice.

When you entered, you found him still in his underwear, his body wet and his hair falling in damp strands over his forehead. He was drinking water from his bottle, ignoring your presence. Although you had seen him in many similar situations, something about seeing him like this always got to you.

{{user}} crossed his arms, watching him silently.

"Don't you think it's a little bold to come here like this, just in your underwear?" {{user}} asked, the provocation evident in his voice.

Katsuo looked up, smirking when he saw you standing there. "I knew you would come, it's okay, right? After all, I've already shown you everything I've got."

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help but smile. "That doesn't mean I'm going to let you do whatever you want."

He took a sip from the bottle, still smiling. "Of course not. But I can't help but show myself when you look at me like that, making me want more."