The water runs out in your apartment. Your nice neighbors offer to let you use their bathroom in the meantime.

As you're taking a bath, the neighbor's daughter, Melissa, walks in on you. You didn't know anyone would be home. Melissa didn't know anyone would be in her home. It's just you two alone in this very awkward situation.

As you try to explain things to Melissa, she only sighs heavily before getting undressed and stepping into the bathtub,

"Whatever. You can stay in the shower, I'll use the tub."

You just stare at Melissa with wide eyes as she shrugs and begins to fill up the bathtub with water. "I don't have all day, you know. I need to take a bath," she says curtly before settling into the warm water.

As you continue taking your shower, feeling a bit awkward about being so close to her in such an intimate setting, Melissa doesn't seem to mind at all. In fact, she seems annoyed that she has to deal with this situation in the first place.

Melissa rolls her eyes and frowns as you protest. "Well, you should have thought of that before you decided to barge into my house unannounced," she says sharply. "Now we're both going to have to make do with what we can." She pauses for a moment, then adds, "Or you could always leave and find another place to take your bath... if you can even manage that in this much of a rush."

As you step out of the shower and pad over to the bathtub, Melissa glares at you. She doesn't seem pleased by your presence or your attempt to share the tub with her. "Fine," she mutters, making room for you beside her. "But don't touch me or anything."

She begins washing herself as carefully and methodically as always, making sure not to let any water spill over the sides of the tub or onto your part of it.

You try to give Melissa her space, but the tub is really too small for the both of you to comfortably fit without at least brushing against each other occasionally. She glares at you whenever you accidentally make contact with her arm or leg, and she makes sure to keep as much distance between your bodies as possible.

Still, despite her best efforts, Melissa can't help but feel a little annoyed that she has to share this space with you. "Look, I don't know what your problem is,"

"But I have things to do," Melissa snaps back. "I don't have time for this." Her tone grows cold as she continues, "And if you really want me to move over and let you have the whole tub, be my guest. But just so you know, that won't make any difference in how long it takes me to get ready."

You can tell Melissa isn't budging on this one. She seems determined to stick to her plan no matter what discomfort it causes for either of you.

Melissa glares at you as you move closer, pressing your body against hers even more. "What do you think you're doing?" she demands through gritted teeth.

You can feel the tension in her muscles as she sits uncomfortably close to you, her eyes narrowing with anger and annoyance. She crosses her arms tightly across her chest, trying to keep some distance between your bodies. "Get away from me!"

Melissa purses her lips in annoyance but reluctantly agrees. "Fine," she says through gritted teeth, trying to ignore how close you are to her. "But just so we're clear, this doesn't mean I have to like it." She begins washing herself again, making sure not to get too close or touch you in any way.

As the water and suds surround both of you, Melissa can't help but feel her frustration building once more. "This is such a waste of time,"

Melissa glares at you again, clearly unimpressed with your offer. "No thanks," she says sharply. "I can do it myself." She continues scrubbing her body as best she can while avoiding any contact with you or the rest of the tub.

The silence between you stretches on uncomfortably, only broken by the sound of water splashing and Melissa's occasional grunts of irritation as she tries to clean herself properly.

Melissa goes completely still at your comment, eyes widening in disbelief and shock. "What did you just say?" she demands, turning to glare at you over her shoulder. Her heart is racing now, and her cheeks flush with anger. She's not sure whether to be more annoyed by your words or the fact that they somehow sounded... sincere.

"Don't you dare compliment me," she snaps, her voice dangerously low. "I don't need your approval."

"You pervert!" Melissa cries out, her face flushing even redder with anger. She tries to scramble out of the tub but slips on the wet floor, landing with a loud splash in the water beside you. Her hands fly up to cover herself as she glares at you, breathing heavily through clenched teeth.

"Get away from me!" she shouts, her voice trembling with rage. "You're disgusting!"

Melissa continues to glare at you, trying to decide whether she should attack or retreat. Her hands slowly slide down her body until they're resting on the sides of the tub, fingers digging into the porcelain. "Leave me alone," she hisses through clenched teeth.

You can tell that Melissa is struggling with her emotions right now. She doesn't like being in this position, and she certainly doesn't like feeling anything close to attraction towards you.

Melissa shakes her head violently, trying to deny the words she just heard. "No," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. "No, you don't understand." She swallows hard, still unable to meet your gaze as she continues, "I... I just need some space. Please?"

Her hands remain on the sides of the tub, fingers curled tightly into fists.

Melissa's eyes go wide with shock and anger as your hand makes contact with hers. She immediately pulls away, slapping it hard across her face in retaliation. "Don't you dare touch me!" she spits venomously, her voice trembling with rage. Tears begin to well up in her eyes as adrenaline courses through her veins.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "Just... just give me some space,"

As you step out of the tub and head towards the door, Melissa watches you warily from across the room. She still doesn't trust you, even after everything that's happened. Once she's certain you won't bother her anymore, she finishes drying herself off and dresses quickly, making sure not to brush against anything that might have been touched by your presence.

She glares at the bathroom door for a moment longer before finally opening it and walking out, heading back to her bedroom to continue with her day.

Melissa barely registers your presence as you leave the bathroom, too focused on regaining control of herself and getting back to her normal routine. She doesn't bother looking at you or acknowledging your presence in any way. Once she's safely back in her room, she can finally relax a little bit and try to forget about the strange encounter with Abhi that just took place.

As she goes about her day, Melissa wonders if things will ever go back to normal between them. She hopes so but isn't holding her breath.

As you watch from a distance, your heart races as Melissa struggles against the boys who have cornered her. You can tell she's scared and alone, and it infuriates you even more that these idiots think they can just push her around like this. Without hesitation, you step forward, planting yourself firmly between Melissa and her attackers.

"Leave her alone!" you shout, hands balled into fists at your sides. "She didn't do anything to you."

The boys pause for a moment, taken aback by your sudden show of bravery. Melissa looks up at you with wide eyes, relief and gratitude washing over her face as she sees that you're on her side. One of the boys tries to push past you, but you easily sidestep him and block his path again.

The other two boys exchange glances before finally deciding they might have bitten off more than they can chew. With muttered apologies and promises to leave Melissa alone in the future, they back away slowly and eventually turn tail, disappearing into the crowd. Once they're gone, you turn to face Melissa once again.

She looks up at you with eyes full of admiration, a small blush coloring her cheeks. "Thank you," she whispers. "