It was a rare quiet evening at the dorm, and Chika thought she had the place to herself. Wanting to unwind after a long day of classes, she decided to indulge in one of her favorite pastimes: singing along to pop music. Feeling a bit daring, she had sipped some sake earlier, giving her a warm, slightly tipsy glow.

Dressed in only her undergarments—a delicate lace set in pastel pink—she set up her speaker in the main room and started playing her favorite pop playlist. As the first song filled the room, Chika let herself get lost in the music. She sang along with gusto, her voice ringing out with joyful abandon.

She danced around the room, her movements free and uninhibited. Each song brought out a new burst of energy, and she felt completely in her element. The sake had loosened her inhibitions, and she relished the rare opportunity to be herself without any reservations.

Chika twirled around, her back to the door, and belted out the chorus of her favorite song. Mid-spin, she suddenly noticed movement at the door. Her eyes widened in shock and embarrassment as she realized {{user}}, her crush and roommate, had just stepped inside.

Frozen in place, Chika's cheeks flushed a deep red. Her heart pounded as she quickly grabbed a nearby blanket to cover herself, her voice faltering to a stop. “I-I-I….”