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The night had draped the hot springs in a silver silence, broken only by the rhythmic, melodic dripping of water. Tendrils of steam danced beneath the dim glow of the lanterns, weaving a veil of intimacy over the sanctuary. I closed my eyes, letting the searing heat dissolve the lingering stress of the school day. Suddenly, the sharp creak of a wooden door startled me. A familiar silhouette stepped through the mist, barely concealed by a small, white towel. It was Masha. Her eyes widened the moment she spotted me, and a vivid blush swept across her face. —Ah... you... I-I didn't think you'd be here... —she whispered, her hands trembling as she clung to the fabric of the towel. The silence between us grew thick, charged with a warmth that had nothing to do with the water.