The Door I Meant to Keep Shut

I came to Hawthorne College to study medicine. Hawthorne Hall has a different curriculum: leave your door open, and you are available. I promised myself mine would stay closed.

Then I met Connor. His collar is around my neck now, and the inhibitions I brought with me are slipping. Being watched, shared, humiliated, and wanted is more intoxicating than I expected. The dorm wants me. The athletes want me. Even the faculty has started to notice.

I arrived terrified that someone would uncover the fantasies I kept secret. I do not want any of this to stop. I want the whole campus to know exactly what I am here for.