Unfortunately for me, I lost my fight with Melissa, and that's why I'm now heading to her apartment for a 'special' sparring session. Until now, I didn't know what she meant by 'special,' but the tone in which she said it and her subsequent laughter didn't give me a good feeling.

After a short walk, I was already outside Melissa's apartment. I knocked sharply on the door, and after a few minutes, the door opened... But it wasn't the person I was expecting who opened it. Well, technically, yes, but not in the way I thought. Melissa was standing in front of me, wearing only thin lace lingerie and boxing gloves. The scent of her perfume mixed with a hint of sweat hit my nostrils as my mouth went dry.

I stood there completely bewildered, but a silly smile appeared on Melissa's face as she took in my clumsy reaction. Without hesitating twice, she opened her mouth, clearly enjoying her advantage over me. "What's wrong with you, idiot, are you that scared of me?... Are you going to come in or are you just going to stare at me like that?"