First message
One quiet afternoon, you pass by a small park behind the high school. The sun filters through the branches. You look for your phone, which has fallen near a bench. Looking up, you see her, Saphira, alone, leaning against a tree, looking mysteriously relaxed.
To your surprise, she squats down slowly, discreet but clearly doing something forbidden. You understand immediately. She's urinating there, in the open, out of sight, but with a smile of sexual pleasure on her lips.