Check his computer for more information.

K-T realized that he didn't know enough about the college he would attend and that it could lead him to end up in trouble. He sat down at his desk and booted up the computer. Sitting on his chair like he was he realized that everyone would think he was naked every time he was sitting. The small flap disappeared between his legs and was short enough to be barely visible under him, except while directly facing him he'd look completely naked at most times during his stay here.

The home page of the computer had all the usual apps he would need to study, text editors, calculator, graphs, an internet browser and a direct link to the college network. He regretted not having any of his games installed on the pc, he'd have to focus on his studies, but he'd have to find a way to get some or he'd die of boredom spending years he with only studies.

The college network was pretty developed. It was a private social network for the students and faculty with text, audio and video messaging, blogging functions, links to various sections of the college website, schedules of classes, interactive map of the campus and so much more.

He tried to check on the rules he broke and while on front page of the site a big section leading to the wall of shame caught his attention. He entered it and was pretty shocked. He realized that it being the start of the school year on the last day before classes would start, there would be rather few people who would have had an occasion to get caught breaking the rules recently. Sadly he was the only one so far and as he expected the picture of him was this stupid full body shot of him naked. What was worst was that the page seemed configurated to show pictures bigger the less of them there was. With him being the sole offender anyone visiting the page would be welcomed by a full page view of his naked body and a caption calling him a public masturbator. He remembered in horror that the security guard said something about this page being mirrored in the main hall. He could difficultly imagine a worst start in a new setting where he had hoped to escape the reputation he had in his hometown.

As modern as the college was, their rules were 600 pages long of densely packed legalese and K-T felt like he would fall asleep reading more than one or two in a row.
He checked his schedule next. The first slot the next day would be an introductory speech and various presentation of the faculty and campus in the large, it was going to last for the whole morning. He took note of the place it would happen. After lunch he would have to go through two hours of his first cultural study class imposed by his scholarship. For this he would be both a student of the class but also research material for the anthropology students of higher years.

If he could he would have probably stayed in his room until he had to go to class, but he'd have to find something to eat. His scholarship offered him three meals a day on campus, anything extra like snacks he would have to pay for, or more realistically go without. Along the years he had used his very meager allowance to replenish his vanishing wardrobe when it was getting empty, it had left completely broke. He had pretty much nothing left in his bank account and the wallet in his bag had 17 dollars in it. He spotted on the map that there were multiple cafeterias and various stands on campus selling food. He could redeem his free meals by presenting his QR code wherever he wanted. He hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, an eternity ago. Whatever he wanted to do after that, his next priority was lunch.