A straight-A student and high school graduate

You were the top of your class. The best student in the school. Perfect, flawless, admired by the rest of the school. You practically phones your valedictorian speech in and no one seemed to mind. And you hated it.

You hated the expectations, the demands, the responsibility. You'd thrown yourself into your studies as a way to distract yourself from how bored you were, and everyone just wrapped you up in that until you could barely find a way out. None of it was what you wanted.

You'd known what you wanted, what you really wanted, since you'd had your sexual awakening and started trawling the Internet for porn - the more degrading and humiliating, the better. You remember overhearing one of your classmates once saying that you could step on them and they'd thank you, and you'd rather desperately wished that they would step on you instead.

But now you've graduated. The world lies at your feet, and maybe now, maybe this is your chance.