Gotta be boyshorts today.

The boyshorts win you over today, and you put them on, tugging it up onto your waist. The front barely shows any bulge, even with the slight chub left from your shower foreplay, but the back practically broadcasts your ass, inviting a smack from anyone that saw it. Even you, spanking yourself for the second time today. You tugged on the rest of your outfit as well, some skinny jeans, and a big hoodie with the symbol of your old FFXIV main, Scholar, plastered on the front. With your socks and shoes added, your outfit was complete. Grabbing your shoulder bag, you headed out, ready for another mind numbing day.

It was a short walk to your college, a jack of all trades institution, perfect for someone that hadn't quite made up their mind about their future. Plenty of paths lay in front of you, and perhaps that was the problem? Regardless, today was another step towards figuring... something, out. Hopefully.

There weren't too many people on the grounds today, one of the slower days at the college. Suited you just fine, you hadn't really made any friends here, sticking to your online groups, not really here to make any acquaintances, and having no real reason to hang around campus most of the time anyhow. After this first class, you'd have a few hours before having to learn more about the world's history. A few minutes early, you grabbed a seat, settling in to learn no doubt world altering information about numbers and how they fit together.