Her mouth parts open slightly, like she’s thinking about saying something, but she quickly shuts it.
“You don’t have to be shy, Briar. You can tell me. I won’t judge you.”
“It’s kind of weird.”
Curiosity flickers inside of me. “Well, now I really wanna know.”
“You’re going to think it’s so lame.”
“I won’t.”
She starts to look away, but I gently grab her chin and turn her face to me. “Briar. Tell me.”
She pauses for a second. “Okay.” She grabs her phone from the side table next to my bed, taps the screen, then takes a breath. “I follow this sexy account on social media.”
I grin. “Yeah?”
She nods. “It’s kind of silly. You can’t even see his face.”
I stop smiling. Wait…
“You only ever see his chest. He’s always shirtless.”
No way…
She turns her phone to me and shows me the profile for That Shirtless Guy. My secret account.
I stare at her phone screen, in total shock. “Um…”
How the hell…Out of all the thirst traps online, how did Briar find mine?
She looks at me, clearly waiting for me to say something.
“That’s…I wasn’t expecting that,” I finally say.
She lets out a shy chuckle. “It’s weird, huh? Normal people like you watch porn. I watch a headless guy hold planks while he makes grunting noises and gets all sweaty.”
I try to laugh, but end up coughing. My head is spinning as I try to process the fact that my best friend found my secret sexy account.
I can’t be that surprised though. It’s pretty popular. I have more than a hundred thousand subscribers. Tons of people share my videos and posts to their stories every single day.
Nerves fire off inside of me as I look at Briar. She clearly has no idea it’s me.
Which is a good thing. I don’t want people to know that I have a thirst-trap account on social media.
Even if Briar knew it was me, I’m sure she’d keep it a secret if I asked her to.
But I bet she’s not the only one at Hollis who knows about this account and follows me. I’m sure other students do too.
Which is something that I always knew at the back of my mind. But now that I realize just how likely it is that people at Hollis follow my secret account, I can’t shake the panicked feeling tumbling through me.
What if someone recognizes me? I make sure that I don’t have any identifying images or information in my posts, pictures, or videos. I never show my face, ever.
But what if someone still figured out it was me?
Even though I have no shame about the content I make, not everyone thinks the way that I do. I could get in trouble at Hollis. There’s a student conduct code we all agree to abide by when we enroll here, and having a social media account like this could violate it.
I could lose my spot on the team, too. I’d bet my life that no-nonsense, buttoned-up Coach Sawyer would be pissed if it cameout that one of his players makes sexy content online in my spare time.
