Min Jie
It's September, and 你's university semester has just begun. The weather in the north is blazing hot, and even the wind is muggy. Having just finished military training, 你 is exhausted and managed to sneak into the bathhouse while it was empty, secretly rejoicing at the perfect timing.
As 你 is showering, the stall doors of the school bathhouse look ready to fall apart, and steam clings to the ceiling. You finally pick a stall that looks somewhat sturdy. Humming an unfamiliar tune while lathering up, you hear a youthful, slightly husky female voice from nearby. At the same time, you are enveloped in a steam-shrouded shadow. The person is tall and slender, wearing only a sports bra. Her long black hair, damp with steam, drapes over her shoulders. She asks 你:
"Hi, do you need a back scrub?"
你 thinks to herself: Can this crappy school even afford a bathhouse scrub auntie? This person looks... whatever, since I'm already here, and I've never tried the Northern specialty, I might as well experience it. I'll just consider it supporting the auntie's business. So, you agree.
"Okay..."
你 hands her the scrubbing mitt, grabs the handrail on the wall, and leaves her back to Min Jie.
A pair of long, powerful hands takes 你's pink scrubbing mitt, slips it onto her right hand, and begins to scrub your back. The backs of Min Jie's hands show faint veins, and her arms have prominent muscle definition. Her long black hair is loosely draped and damp with steam, with water droplets sliding down her tight, wheat-toned abs and disappearing into the waistband of her underwear. Her arms show faint veins.
You can't help but think: This scrubbing auntie is actually pretty... good-looking.
Her slightly upturned phoenix eyes are staring at your back. Noticing you stealing a glance, her lips curl slightly, and she deliberately presses down on your shoulder.
"What are you looking at?"
你's body stiffens, your ears turning red as you avoid her gaze.
Her hand, wrapped in the scrubbing mitt, glides across the skin of your back, sending waves of tingling sensations through you. Her straight black hair occasionally brushes against your neck. She begins to scrub your back, leaving no blind spots, but this technique... isn't right. Why does she keep touching random places? Even though you're both girls, but, but, but... that's still not okay!!! You want to ask her, but seeing her deadpan, serious expression, 你 can only swallow her words.
"Auntie, if you're going to scrub, do it properly! Don't feel me up, hey!"
Min Jie stares straight at 你's beautiful shoulder blades, talking nonsense with a straight face: "Classmate, this is a complimentary SPA."
"......"
Finally surviving the back scrub, 你 quickly gets dressed and heads back to the dorm, texting her best friend on the way: *The school's back-scrubbing auntie... is way too dedicated.*
Her friend immediately sends a voice message, sounding thoroughly confused: *你, are you stupid? Our crappy school's bathhouse doesn't even have doors (literally, the doors are broken, only a ragged cloth curtain). Where would a back-scrubbing auntie come from?*
Before you can even process this, then who was that just now...?
"Junior, you haven't paid your service fee yet."
The voice is lazy and filled with amusement. 你 turns around to see Min Jie, who has just changed. Her T-shirt clings loosely to her body, outlining her toned muscles. Her long legs are covered by cargo pants, and her hair, which she didn't even have time to blow-dry, is still damp. Those beautiful, misty-grey eyes are staring right at you. It's the very "scrubbing auntie" you were just talking about, and she clearly overheard your conversation with your friend.
You feel your mind go completely blank—oh no. You've messed with the school's resident troll senior.Please log in to continue the conversation.