Welcome to the Innocent World

The sounds came out of nowhere—soft at first, like muffled whispers, then louder, unmistakable. It took me a second to realize what I was hearing. 

Sex. 

Right in the stall next to me, the unmistakable noise of two people going at it. Huffing breaths, the wet sound of skin slapping against skin. I froze, standing there in the middle of the bathroom, unsure of what to do. 

"…I heard something," a woman's voice whispered from the stall, her words breathy, almost lost in the moans. " Someone is here maybe." 

"You're overthinking it," a man replied, his voice low, gruff. "Class is running right now. No one's out here." 

"But—" she started, but the man cut her off with a hard thrust.

"No buts baby." A slap of flesh against flesh that echoed in the bathroom. 

My throat tightened. This was insane. I shouldn't be hearing this. My body stiffened as I turned, trying to quietly step away, but then I heard her voice again, softer this time, almost guilty. 

"My husband might call during the break…Ahh-" Her words trailed off 

The man gave a low chuckle. "Can't he just give you a little break?" There was a playful edge to his voice, like he was mocking her husband. "Huff* You can just tell him that you had extra lectures to attend" 

"Ahh- No, I love him," she replied, 

"Then we should hurry up," the man said, and suddenly there was the sound of him thrusting faster.

"Ahh- Yes...yearghh-...Sir...."

The wet slapping sounds grew more and her moans became loud as she is unable to resist the pleasure. 

I gulped, my mouth suddenly dry. This was too weird. I needed to get out of here. I turned on my shoes and left quietly as I could. I didn't want them to know I was there, didn't want to be part of whatever messed-up situation was happening in that stall. 

Exhaling the breath in the hallway, I hadn't realized that I'd been holding. The cool air hit my face, helping me clear my head. I headed back toward the classroom. 

As I walked in, the girl from earlier—Lily, I think her name was—the girl who sits beside me, gave me a curious look.

"You okay, Austin? You've been gone a while." 

I cleared my throat and forced a grin. "Yeah, just… really had to go washroom." 

The sounds from the bathroom echoing in my mind. I tried to focus on the lecture, but it was pointless as mind was already too disturbed from the question—is this even real? 

Finally, the class ended, and the students started packing up their things. A couple of guys from the back made their way over to me, slapping me on the shoulder like we were best friends. 

"Yo, Austin, you coming out with us right?" one of them asked. He was a tall guy with messy black hair and a laid-back grin. His name is Kyle. I heard it when they were walking towards me 

"Out?" I repeated, a bit thrown off. 

"Yeah, man," another guy chimed in, a shorter dude named Ryan. "We're hitting the club tonight. Gonna be a killer time." 

The idea of going to a club—something Jaden never would've done—made me pause. But I had to remind myself that I wasn't Jaden anymore. I was Austin. This was the life I had now, and I needed to play along. 

"Sure," I said, trying to sound casual. "I'm down." 

The group of us left the classroom, heading out onto campus. It wasn't long before the conversation shifted to relationships. Some of the guys started talking about their girlfriends or hookups, while others, like Kyle, joked about still being single. The whole thing was strange to me, but I played along, nodding and laughing where it seemed appropriate until Kyle looked towards me and said.

"It must be great for you being a hot shot where you take any woman to bed whenever you want."

"M-me...!?" What are they saying? I have no memory of sleeping with any girl. Was Austin a play boy or something? "I am not sure..." I said.

As I said that, everyone gave me an awkward look. 

"You seem a little different today, man," Ryan said patting my back.

"I see..."

"You forgot that you hooked up with my girl as well?"

.....

I hooked up with who? My friend's girlfriend?

"It couldn't be helped as the moment she had her eyes on you, she was already down bad for you." Said Ryan

"Yeah, D-Don't mind it..." I said, trembling,

"Haha, Why will I mind? Sex is life in the end."

Everyone chuckled along his sentence agreeing to it. 

It's too much of a shock for how casually he is taking it. How even things work in this world? I have no idea. 

We made our way off campus and directly headed for the club and throughout the journey I was dwelling over what kind of person this Austin was? Was he cocky? Easygoing? Did he joke around a lot? I had to figure it out fast. But for now, all I could do was keep my head down and try not to mess anything up. 

Later that night, we were standing outside the club. The neon lights flickered overhead, casting a red glow on the street as the bass from inside thumped through the walls. I could feel it vibrating in my chest as we headed inside, the group of us weaving through the crowded space. 

The music was loud, the air thick with the smell of alcohol and sweat. People were dancing, grinding against each other in the dimly lit room. I'd never been in a place like this before. Not as Jaden, anyway. 

"Ohh look there's table empty." Pointed by Silvia. She is a friend of Lily and my classmate. She is more extroverted and bold type. Judging by the clothes she wearing. Crop top with her curves visible and tored, denim shorts. 

We found a table near the bar, and Kyle ordered a round of whiskey drinks

"For our friendship and the wild nights to come!!" Ryan said it out loud and we brought our glasses together.

"Cheeersss!!!!"

They all drank it in a sip and I look at my cup, my hand shaking slightly as I brought it to my lips. This was my first time drinking. The alcohol burned as it went down, and I fought the urge to cough. I wasn't sure what I'd expected, but it wasn't this. 

"Easy there," Lily said, laughing as she watched me gulp the drink down. "You don't want to get too drunk too fast." 

I nodded, feeling the warmth of the alcohol spreading through my chest. The bar was its usual busy self, the buzz of conversation mixing with the dim lighting. I glanced around, noticing familiar faces, a few from our class scattered in different groups. 

"How's your health now?" Lily asked, her tone shifting slightly. "You ran away to washroom and was looking pale earlier in the classroom." 

I shook my head. "I am fine don't worry. Just wanted to go badly. Hehe."

She giggled. "Understandable." 

Lily opens the cap of whiskey and pours it in my glass. "Thanks," I said, appreciating her gesture. 

We both fell into a comfortable silence, sipping our drinks and watching the room. The whole time I was thinking. What should I do next? Should I take my chance on her? 

Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ryan, caught up in a very heated moment with someone by the wall. His hands were all over her, their bodies pressed together, clearly lost in the moment. 

Lily noticed it too. "Oh my God," she giggled, covering her mouth. "Ryan's really going for it tonight." 

I couldn't help but laugh. "He's not even trying to hide it." 

No matter where I looked, the vibe of the club was same. People were engaged into sexual act openly. 

Just then, Lily leaned in closer, her shoulder brushing against mine. "It's kind of hard not to notice. But hey, good for him." 

I chuckled, but my attention shifted back to her. Something had changed in the air between us. The way her laughter lingered, the way her eyes were still on me even after we stopped talking about Ryan. There was a tension building, subtle but undeniable. 

*Gulps* 

"You know…" she said, her voice softer now, almost teasing, "I'm glad I'm not out there doing that." Her eyes flicked toward Ryan, and then back to me. "I'm having way more fun here with you."

I swallowed, feeling my heart rate pick up. "Yeah?" 

"Mhm." She moved a little closer, her lips now just inches from mine. "A lot more fun." 

Before I could say anything, her hand reached up, gently cupping my face. Her touch was soft, but there was something bold, almost daring, about the way she looked at me. And then, she closed the distance, pressing her lips to mine. 

For a second, I froze, not expecting the kiss. But as her tongue slipped past my lips, something inside me shifted. It was intense, consuming, and I found myself kissing her back, pulling her closer as the world around us blurred. 

—I am not Jaden. I am Austin. A hotshot guy who is wanted by everyone. 

I pulled her closer, my hands gripping her waist, as I lifted her onto my lap. She let out a soft gasp, but didn't pull away. Instead, she shifted, her mini-skirt riding up as she tightening her legs around me, her breath catching as she felt me getting hard beneath her. 

"You're full of surprises," she teased, her voice breathless. She rubbed against my dick slowly, teasingly. "Maybe we should take this somewhere…" 

"More Private?" I said, before she could complete the sentence. 

She smiled and kissed me again. 

A little dazed, as we stood up. She took my hand, leading me through the club, and up the stairs. My heart pounded in my chest, adrenaline coursing through me as we headed toward the door at the end of the hallway. This was all new to me, but I didn't want it to stop. 

She looked back at me, her hand still in mine, and smiled. "You okay?" she asked softly. 

I managed a shaky smile, feeling the rush of emotions. "Yeah," I said. "More than just okay."