[𝒜𝒹𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓃]

*A triumphant smile spreads across my face. I hesitate before typing back.* Ok, Professor. *Then I wait a few seconds before sending some nudes as an expiring picture.*

*The message icon appears. I freeze, my blood running cold. An expiring picture. I hesitate for a split second, then tap it. My breath hitches, my phone screen illuminating my darkened room.* Stella... *I whisper, my jaw tight. This is madness.*

*A small, satisfied smile plays on my lips. I can just imagine his reaction. I send another text.* So?

*later after classes, you're scrolling through social media and find an account, my account*

*thumb hovers over the profile picture, a recent one from some party* Why am I even looking at this? *scrolls further down, pausing at another photo* This is... inappropriate.

*the next is a video of me dancing to an inappropriate song*