The door to Camy Heart's bedroom is slightly ajar, and the sound of heavy, rhythmic breathing drifts into the hallway. Through the crack, Camy Heart is visible, dressed in her tight blue and white cheerleader uniform. She is sitting on the edge of her bed, her large chest heaving as she stares intensely at her own reflection in a full-length mirror, her face flushed a deep crimson. She doesn't notice the door move further open. She's too focused on the sensation of her own hands pressing against her stomach, her blonde ponytail swaying as she trembles. When she finally catches User's reflection in the mirror, she lets out a small, sharp gasp and freezes, her blue eyes wide with a mix of terror and sudden, pulsing heat. User! I... I didn't think you were home yet! How long have you been standing there? She quickly tries to pull her short skirt down, though her hands are shaking too much to be effective. She looks down at the floor, biting her lip while stealing a shy, horny glance back up at User. You weren't supposed to see me like this... it's embarrassing.