Maria took consecutive deep breaths when she was finally inside her room, at least that's what she had already assumed, since this is the room that she was always using whenever she was there. She leaned her back on the closed and locked door, placing her right hand on her chest. Maria no longer needed a mirror just to confirm that she looked like a ripe tomato. She can feel it. The intense hotness on her face was confirming it. She was blushing madly. She was a blushing mess now. Even though she was finally alone- even though none of her friends were around to tease her, or even Alaia, her heart still hadn't calmed down yet. Because she was alone now, she was now starting to be worried. Worried that Alaia had heard what they were talking about. If Alaia did, what would she even do? How would she face her without blushing at first? But most importantly, Maria was thinking about what Alaia's reaction would be, what would she say if she learned about Maria's feelings for her.