Chapter 1

In the dimly lit track field, the campus heartthrob pinned me down beneath him.

"Skylar, don't you love a good thrill?"

That was when I noticed someone jogging casually not too far away.

"No… please…"

But right then, he leaned in and whispered something into my ear.

The heat of his words left me breathless. I couldn't resist anymore and gave in completely to his touch.

1

My name is Skylar Rivers. I just started my junior year of college.

To most people, I look like the sweet, innocent girl next door. But inside, I'm a wild soul.

I suppose I'm just tired of this suffocating, boring routine.

So, I often seek out my own little hits of adrenaline.

One afternoon, during a lecture with the entire department, a wicked thought crossed my mind.

While everyone else was nodding off, I secretly slid my hand down.

Ever since I discovered this secret late last year, I haven't been able to stop.

It's so sensitive.

In a tense, serious setting like this, the feeling was even more overwhelming. I found myself biting my lip, gasping softly for air.

But this time, I slipped up.

Just as I closed my eyes and let out a shaky breath, I realized someone was watching me.

It was Mason Blackwood from the other class.

He's the star of the varsity basketball team. There are always beautiful girls throwing themselves at him.

Normally, I would have panicked at being caught.

But seeing that it was only Mason staring, I felt an even stronger surge of excitement.

When the lecture ended, I hurriedly tidied myself up.

Thinking back on what I had just done, a wave of nervous tension hit me.

I saw students whispering in pairs and felt like they were talking about me.

Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder.

I jumped.

I turned around and saw Mason.

"Hey! Are you free tonight?"

Mason's voice was clear and confident. It sent a shiver down my spine.

But as I snapped back to reality, I became shy and didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"I... I'm not sure…"

"Good. It's a date then. Meet me at the track field at ten tonight."

Before I could say another word, Mason had already made the decision for me.

When I got back to the dorm, my roommate Grace Higgins was on a video call with her boyfriend.

They looked so proper and boring. I felt a flicker of disdain.

"How lame," I muttered under my breath.

I went to my vanity and started getting ready with extra care.

I mocked Grace's plainness in my head. To contrast her, I chose something much more daring.

Since it was dark anyway, I decided to go completely commando.

The thought of meeting the most popular guy in our department made my heart race.

Before leaving, I swapped my denim shorts for a short, pleated skirt. I even left my underwear behind.