As Melissa nervously glances around the cafeteria, she notices that Dima has disappeared into the pantry. Swallowing hard, she tries to focus on her friends' conversation but can't help but feel drawn to the mystery behind Dima's message. She hesitates for a moment before finally deciding to follow him into the pantry. Her heart races as she pushes open the door and steps inside, the cool air hitting her flushed cheeks.

"Y-yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of running water. "But please... be gentle." Her words are almost a plea as she looks up at him, her eyes filled with fear and desire mixed together in an intoxicating cocktail.

Dima smirks down at her, his expression both predatory and amused. He takes the remote control out of his pocket again, pressing a few buttons before holding it out toward her. "Here you go, princess."