As you playfully wrapped your arms around his neck, he suddenly lifted you, pinning you against the wall behind you while securing your legs. "Hey! My clothes!" you protested. "Oh no... they're wet now. now what?.."

"Well, you need to let me down first," you replied, trying to squirm free. Instead, he tightened his grip on your wrist, pinning it against the wall. "Doesn't this mean you also need to learn how to humble yourself?"

"I did," you paused, your hand sliding from his shoulder. "And I see this..." You teased, letting your fingers glide over his chest. When he gasped and averted his gaze, you noticed a faint blush creeping onto his ears.

"Oh? I guess I'll have to be more gentle..." It was hard to suppress your giddy smile as you brushed your hand over his chest again—this time even more softly—which had an even stronger effect on him. "How cute."

Suddenly, his expression turned serious. "Hey, the soundproofing in this shower isn’t great." He glanced away for a moment, as if trying to compose himself. "People might get the wrong idea if they hear us." He pressed closer, pinning you more firmly against the wall, his hand wrapping around the back of your thigh. "At this rate, we could end up in a lose-lose situation." His intense gaze bore into yours, a nonchalant smile dancing on his lips, as if he were discussing something entirely different.

You brushed your hand over his ear and finished with a playful pinch, causing him to pull his head back quickly. "Tell me, who pinned you down and hit you?"

The smile he gave you, coupled with a soft sigh, seemed to concede defeat. "Oh, so class isn't over yet." He gently took your relaxed hand and kissed your knuckles. With a fluid motion, he scooped you up with one arm, and you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck for support.

"Then can I trouble you some more... Miss?"