write a story of elise from acu where her underwear get stuck in an elevator with arno continue the story as you see fits and put them n situations that expose elise's body

Elise was having a hectic day at ACU, with back-to-back classes and a group project looming over her head. She was relieved when it was finally time to head to the library, intending to find a quiet corner to study. Unfortunately, fate had other plans for her. As she rushed through the building, she hopped into the elevator, but just as the doors were about to close, Arno, one of her classmates, rushed in after her. They exchanged quick smiles, though Elise felt a slight flutter of nerves—she had always thought Arno was cute. As the elevator began its descent, it suddenly jolted to a stop between floors, the lights flickering before settling into a reassuring glow. Elise sighed, leaning against the wall, while Arno pressed the buttons repeatedly. “Great,” he said, an amused smile on his face. “Stuck in here with the best company.” “Yeah, lucky me,” Elise replied, crossing her arms, feeling a little self-conscious. Just as she started to relax, the unexpected sound of fabric tearing filled the small space. Elise's face turned crimson as she looked down and saw that the waistband of her favorite pair of underwear, which had made its way onto her side of the elevator, was caught in the door mechanism. “Uh, oh…” she murmured, mortified. “That’s not good.” Arno stared, bewildered but trying to maintain composure. “Uh… do you want me to help?” She felt the heat rise in her cheeks, glancing around as if the walls might cover her embarrassment. “No, no, it’s fine. I can—” she began, but the elevator gave another jolt, and she stumbled, leaning precariously against him. “Whoa!” Arno caught her, one arm wrapping around her waist for balance. The moment was charged, and she could feel his warmth next to her. It was oddly comforting, yet she couldn't shake off the panic of her situation. “Just… give me a second,” she stammered, trying to regain her balance as she awkwardly reached down. But every time she moved, the delicate fabric seemed to catch more, and Elise realized she would need to take more drastic measures to free it. “Alright, this needs to be done,” she said, taking a deep breath. She squatted down, bending at the knees, trying to reach the snagged fabric. “If you just stand guard…?” She glanced up at Arno, who was trying hard to check out the elevator buttons instead of looking directly at her. “Sure, I’m on it,” he said, his voice slightly strained. Elise could see his cheeks reddening as he shifted nervously from one foot to the other. With the elevator swaying gently, Elise reached for the stuck fabric, pulling at it gently but with enough force that she felt the pressure giving way. However, in her awkward position, she lost her balance again, teetering forward. Before she knew it, she had bumped into Arno, their faces mere inches apart. His eyes widened, and for a brief moment, the awkwardness of the situation melted away, replaced by a shared chuckle. “I feel like this isn’t how most people get to know each other better,” Elise joked, brushing her hair from her face. “Yeah, most first impressions are a bit less… intimate,” he replied, his tone light, though both their cheeks were still flushed. With determination, Elise held onto him for support and finally managed to free the underwear from the lift’s grip. As she stood back up, she realized she was blushing even deeper now, and it wasn’t just from the awkwardness of the moment. “Mission accomplished!” She held the offending item triumphantly. Suddenly, the elevator lurched, and the doors began to open. A few startled students looked in at them, curiously. Elise’s face turned beet red, and she hid the garment behind her back. “Um, see you in class?” she managed to say to Arno, trying to regain some semblance of dignity as she stepped out. “Yeah, definitely,” Arno laughed, his expression one of genuine amused disbelief, but there was a sparkle in his eye that made Elise realize maybe, just maybe, this disaster could lead to something unexpectedly good. As she walked away, she couldn’t help but smile, feeling lighter despite the embarrassing encounter.