Run away

Adam desperately scrambled to his feet, making a run for it. Or at least trying to. Alex grabbed the collar of his shirt, stopping Adam from getting too far. “Where do you think you’re going?” Alex whispered tauntingly into Adam’s ear.

“Guys, come check this out!” Alex called to the gym class, gesturing with his free arm for them to come over. Adam squirmed around, held in place by his shirt as his peers quickly approached. Finally, Adam’s squirming worked in his favor as he slipped out of the shirt- at the exact worst time. Adam fell to the ground naked as he was swarmed by his hysterical classmates, armed with cameras. Adam’s vision went blurry as cameras flashed at his naked body from all sides, countless hands caressing, pinching, and prodding at him. The one thing he could make out over the sea of laughter, touching, and camera flashes was Alex holding Adam’s shirt above his head like a trophy.