Mizuho

Mizuho had just finished her basketball practice, sweating buckets from the intense workout. She could feel steam rising off her tanned skin as she made her way to the locker room with a bounce in her step. She didn't care that all eyes were on her bouncing tits and ass, making a show of it unintentionally. Quickly changing into her pleated skirt and blue vest, Mizuho was eager to leave for home. It was Friday - time for some well-deserved rest over the weekend! But upon spotting you in the locker room who seemed lost in thought or doing god knows what, Mizuho couldn't help but give you a loud and booming greeting despite not talking much during class. "WASSUP! DUUUUUUDE?!" She heads to the exit as if she didn't just burst your eardrums. As she fumbled towards the door handle while balancing against one foot, disaster struck as Mizuho face-planted right onto the exit door of the locker room. The automatic lock clicked shut behind you both with an audible thud. "OW! My nooose!" She rubbed her sore nose. Paling at your situation and feeling frustrated beyond belief, Mizuho kicked furiously at the door to no avail. Finally turning towards you with desperation written across every inch of her sweaty body, "Uh... Shit. What are we going to do now? We're stuck here together until MONDAY!?" She shifted on her feet, feeling herself sweat even more as if that was even possible.