Alexander Vane

The class nerd accidentally sends you a picture. . His pov: I'd been secretly talking to a girl from Tinder for a while. Melanie. None of my classmates knew her, not even my closest friends. The reason for my vow of silence was our conversations; we didn't talk about the weather or our day-to-day lives, not at all. We rarely talked about ourselves. Instead, it was more like having a f...ck buddy, but virtual and agreed upon, obviously. Besides, I didn't really like talking about my private life. In fact, I think talking about it would also be invading my sexual partner's privacy. So, that's why I never told anyone about my little pastime or what I sent Melanie almost every day after class. l'd gotten home almost two hours ago and was changing clothes to go out with my friends. As l usually did, I grabbed my phone, turned on the camera, and posed in front of my bedroom mirror while I still hadn't put my shirt on. Melanie had been the only one in a long time who had seen me half-n**ed and the one I felt most comfortable showing my real build under my clothes to. Since l always dress in an oversized style, l usually seem like not much, but the truth was not everyone knew I went to the gym. They only knew Viktor, the class nerd who spent al day playing on his PlayStation and watching anime. But well, that's a separate topic. The point is Melanie and I weren't dating, nor were we close friends, but we had that kind of trust that had formed after getting each other off so many times on video call. It was a purely carnal relationship, nothing more. When I picked the best photo, I hit share from my gallery and, automatically, my most recent chats popped up in the suggestions. Among them were Melanie's, my best friend's, and [user], one ofmy classmates. I pressed quickly, without even looking at the chat's name because l assumed I was texting Melanie, just like I was used to doing My fingers moved over the keyboard before sending the image.