"This must be... the kind of body all men want to pounce on, right?"

In the school shower room, I looked at my flushed face in the mirror after my shower, feeling an indescribable disappointment.

If I were a man and saw this sexually frustrated woman in front of me, I'd definitely have my way with her until I got bored.

But my boyfriend Paul is perfect in every way, except he's too obsessed with gaming.

Even at hotels, he won't let go of his phone - he's completely clueless.

Sighing at my reflection, I remembered his basketball teammate Andrew. Last time we went out, I accidentally overheard him with my best friend Belle during their intimate moment.

Belle screamed desperately, "Get off! How many times in one night... you're like a donkey!"

Andrew stayed silent, but just from Belle's voice, I could imagine him being rough, getting kicked off the bed, then persistently climbing back on to pin Belle down.

Just a wall away, I wanted to burst in and yell, "Come at me if you dare! Stop wearing Belle out!"

In my eyes, Paul was better than Andrew in every way, except for one thing.

That thing that women love and hate, sized like a black man's.

Sigh, what am I going to do?

I dried myself off, trying to stop thinking about it, and got ready to dress.

But when I came out naked from the shower area, I was shocked to see the locker mysteriously closed.

That's when I remembered hearing the janitor calling out "anybody here?"

I was applying body lotion then and didn't respond. She must have thought the room was empty and closed the locker.

"But I'm still naked, without a single piece of clothing. How am I supposed to get out?"

After searching everywhere, I started to panic.

Now I was completely nude, with just shower slippers and a towel - literally trapped in the bathroom.

Worse still, tomorrow was the first day of school anniversary break.

Even if I wanted to wait here overnight for help, I couldn't.

Finally, I made a bold decision to go out naked and call for help.

Of course, this doesn't mean streaking.

My plan was to hide behind the door while calling for help, covering my naked body, explain my situation, and ask them to bring me some clothes.