Seraphina's Pov
I stood in front of my room and turned to look at Yuna, who had been kind enough to escort me to my room even though her own room was in a completely different hall from mine.
"Thanks for walking me," I said to her, clutching the book I borrowed from minutes ago to my chest.
She waved it off with her usual grin. "Don't mention it, Sera. I'll see you later!" she called back, already turning on her heel to head toward her own hall.
I watched her leave, a small smile forming on my lips. I still couldn't believe I actually had a friend now, someone who didn't find me strange or exhausting because of my anxiety.
I had only known her for two days, but she had a way of making me feel normal.
She didn't mind my panic attacks or my need to stay out of crowded spaces like the cafeteria, and in fact, she'd gone out of her way to create a safe place for us to have lunch, which was in an unused classroom where no one bothered us.
With a smile still lingering on my face, I turned to my door and reached for the handle. Since I was so tired, I wanted nothing more than to relax in the comfort of my room for a few hours before catching up on my notes and assignments.
But the moment I entered the room, I saw something that I would have never in a million years expected to see.
I froze, my heart skipping a beat as my eyes registered the scene in front of me. My fingers went slack, and the book I had been holding slipped from my grip, hitting the floor with a sound that I barely registered.
Liana. Naked. With another girl.
They were on Liana's bed, both completely unclothed, and their bodies intertwined in a way that was impossible to mistake.
The girl from my first day, the one I had seen with Liana before, was kneeling between Liana's legs. Her head was lowered, and her lips were moving in ways I couldn't look at without feeling my face heat up in shock and embarrassment.
I felt like the air had been sucked out of the room.
Liana's back arched slightly as she let out a low moan, with her hands tangled in the other girl's hair, guiding her movements. My breath caught in my throat, my chest tightening as I stood there, frozen in shock.
This was the last thing I expected to walk in on. I didn't know much about Liana, aside from what little I'd gathered in the brief time I had been here, but seeing her like this—it felt like an invasion, and yet, I couldn't move.
I was too shocked, and too horrified, to even take a step back.
I kept hearing wet, rhythmic sounds that were accompanied by Liana's soft gasps as the other girl's tongue moved in ways that made my stomach turn in knots.
My face burned as I took in the sight—the curve of Liana's body and the way she was completely consumed by pleasure.
And then, to my horror, Liana's eyes fluttered open, and for a moment, our gazes locked.
Her lips parted, her breath still heavy, but instead of the embarrassment or shock I expected, her eyes darkened with something entirely different.
Amusement.
She didn't move, didn't push the other girl away, or make any attempts to cover herself. Hell, she didn't even acknowledge that she had been caught in such an intimate moment.
Instead, her lips curled into a slow, deliberate smile; a smile made my blood run cold. It was as though she was daring me to react, to stay frozen in place, and to keep watching. She didn't care that I was there, and she seemed to relish the fact that I had seen her.
My body finally started to move, my legs trembling as I took a shaky step back, my hand reaching behind me for the doorknob.
But before I could make my escape, Liana's voice stopped me in my tracks.
"You can stay if you want," she said, her voice teasing and dripping with pleasure.
Her moans punctuated her words as her friend continued what she was doing. "I wouldn't mind if you stayed and watched."
I felt my heart stop for a moment, and my stomach twisted in response. I stammered, trying to form a response, but all that came out was a half-formed apology. "I… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude... I'll just give you two some privacy."
Her eyes didn't leave mine, and her smirk only grew wider as she let out another soft moan, her head tilting back slightly as her friend continued to pleasure her.
It was like she was enjoying my discomfort and feeding off of it.
The heat in my face burned deeper, and without wasting another second, I bent down quickly to grab the book from the floor.
My hands were shaking, but I managed to snatch it up, clutching it tightly to my chest as if it could shield me from the awkward, horrifying situation I had just walked into.
Without even looking back, I darted for the door, fumbling with the knob for what felt like an eternity before I finally managed to get it open.
The second the door creaked open, I practically flew out of the room, my feet moving on autopilot as I slammed the door shut behind me.
The moment I was out in the hallway, I leaned against the wall, my chest heaving as I struggled to catch my breath.
My mind was spinning, and my thoughts were racing in a hundred different directions. I was practically shaking from head to toe, my body buzzing with adrenaline, and my cheeks burning from the humiliation and shock of what I had just witnessed.
I had never seen anything like that before. I had never seen anyone so intimate up close, much less two girls.
The most I had ever witnessed was a kiss between two people in my former school , and even that had made me feel out of place, but this… this was different.
It was intense and completely overwhelming.
I glanced around the hallway, suddenly hyper-aware of how alone I was. I couldn't stay here, and I couldn't go back into that room—not after what I had just seen, but where else could I go?
I hadn't spent enough time here to know if there were any of the other places I could go, and the only person I could think of was Yuna.
She had told me where her hall and room were, but I hadn't exactly committed the directions to memory, and I didn't want to get lost wandering through the halls.
I also didn't want to stay here, stuck outside my room with no other option, and since Yuna was the only person I knew here, I had to try to find her.
My legs moved before I had fully made up my mind, and I started walking toward the other hall where Yuna's room was.
I arrived in Yuna's hall, staring at the rows of doors in front of me while trying to remember the number Yuna had given me.
She had told me her room number, but now that I was here, I couldn't remember if it was 214 or 241.
"214 or 241?" I muttered to myself, biting my lip as I weighed the options.
I didn't want to wander around the halls knocking on the wrong doors and making a fool of myself.
What if one of her roommates answered? Or worse, what if I walked in on something I wasn't supposed to again? The thought made my stomach churn.
After standing there for what felt like an eternity, I made a decision. "Okay, 214," I whispered, hoping I was right.
The idea of knocking made me feel lightheaded because what would I even say if I was wrong?
"Hi, sorry, I think I've got the wrong room," or "I was just looking for a friend but never mind"? No, that would be too embarrassing.
But before I could gather the courage to knock on door 214, it came open, and I froze.
There, standing in the doorway, looking as beautiful as I remembered, was none other than the girl I had run into at the dining hall a few days ago.
Electra.