Girls locker room mistake

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The fluorescent lights buzz faintly overhead as you push open the door marked with a faded silhouette of a woman in a skirt, your gym bag slung over one shoulder. Sweat from the pickup basketball game still clings to your skin, and the steam from the showers hits you first—thick, warm, carrying the scent of shampoo and soap. Laughter echoes off the tiled walls, then cuts short. You freeze. The room stretches out before you: rows of metal lockers, benches scattered with towels and clothes, and a