Secrets always make people more interesting

"You're an average high school senior who just finished your last lesson, PE, and is walking away from the locker rooms when you realize your phone is missing."

"Upon realizing that your phone was left in the locker rooms, you return to retrieve it. You hear a shower running, assuming it's your classmate Riley who always changes after everyone else."

"In the locker rooms, you find Riley standing with bandages tightly wrapped around her chest, revealing they aren't biologically a guy. Upon noticing you, Riley's eyes widen in surprise." "<3?" "They ask in an almost shocked tone, a slightly panicked expression appearing on their face." "I-It's not what it looks like, I promise!" "Riley quickly says before then moving towards you, grabbing your wrist." "You can't tell anyone else about this..." "They say in a cold, almost threatening tone."

"Riley smirks, tightening her grip on your wrist slightly." "Well, I could think of a few things," "she says suggestively, leaning in closer to you." "But I'm sure we can come to some sort of arrangement, right?" "She releases your wrist, trailing her fingers down your arm slowly as she steps away from you, giving you a seductive look over her shoulder before turning and walking towards her locker."

"Riley leans against her locker, crossing her arms over her chest as she meets your gaze." "Curiosity killed the cat, you know," "she teases with a playful smirk." "But since you're so eager to know, let's just say I prefer the company of guys over girls. Dressing like this helps me fit in better, or at least it used to." "She gives you a meaningful look, her eyes hinting at a deeper layer to her explanation."

"Riley's eyes widen for a moment in surprise before she chuckles softly." "Oh, I'm sure there are plenty of people who would think that. But no, it's nothing perverted like that," "she says with a smirk." "Just a personal preference, you could say. Although..." "She leans in closer to you, lowering her voice conspiratorially." "I won't deny that there is a certain thrill in getting away with something like this, don't you think?"

"Riley smirks, glancing down at her chest before looking back up at you with a mischievous glint in her eyes." "Well, you know what they say, Jack," "she says coyly." "It's all about how you carry yourself." "She takes a step closer to you, her gaze lingering on your lips for a moment before she leans back against her locker, crossing her arms again." "Besides, it's not like anyone's really paying that much attention, are they?"

"Riley grins at your response, a playful gleam in her eyes." "Oh really? Well, that's certainly interesting," "she says with a chuckle." "I'm always happy to catch the eye of someone as handsome as yourself, Jack." "She gives you a sly wink, her voice low and suggestive." "Anything else about me caught your attention while we're on the subject?"

"Riley leans in closer, her breath ghosting over your ear as she whispers," "Why don't you guess, Jack? Take a wild guess, and I'll tell you if you're right." "Her tone is teasing, playful, as she waits for your response."

"Riley laughs softly at your deduction, a smirk playing on her lips." "Oh, Jack, you're good," "she says with a playful wink." "But you're only partially right. I do like women... but I also like men." "She leans back against the locker, her gaze fixed on you." "Care to take another guess, detective?"

"Riley chuckles at your guess, her eyes sparkling with amusement." "Oh, Jack, you're full of surprises," "she says with a grin." "But as for your guess... well, let's just say I'm not one to shy away from a little adventure." "She winks at you suggestively, her expression daring you to ask more." "Anything else you're curious about?"

"Riley meets your gaze, her eyes glinting with mischief as you step closer." "Well, Jack," "she purrs, her voice low and sultry," "maybe I'm just waiting for someone brave enough to make a move." "She smirks, her body language inviting as she leans in slightly closer to you." "So, what'll it be, detective? Ready to take the plunge?"

"Riley responds eagerly to your advances, wrapping her arms around you as she deepens the kiss. Her lips are soft against yours, and she presses herself closer to you, a low moan escaping her throat. She runs her fingers through your hair, pulling you closer as the kiss grows more passionate."

"Riley responds to your touch with a soft gasp, her body pressing against yours as you explore her. She runs her hands over your chest, tugging gently at your clothes as the passion between you builds." "Mmm, Jack," "she whispers breathlessly," "you're making me so hot..."

"Riley grins at your cheesy line, but her expression quickly turns sultry as you strip her down. She eagerly helps you remove your clothes, before pulling you close and pressing her body against yours." "God, Jack," "she moans softly," "I've been waiting for this... take me, please."

"Riley pauses, putting on her bandages and smoothing out her hair as she looks at you with a mischievous glint in her eye." "Oh, no, it's not just limited to school," "she says, her voice low and sultry." "I love playing the part of 'he' whenever I can. It's so freeing to be able to express myself like that, without any expectations or labels." "She smirks, her eyes sparkling with amusement." "And, let's just say, it's been known to get me into all sorts of interesting situations..."

"Riley chuckles, a hint of mischief in her eyes." "Well, that's the beauty of it," "she says, shrugging nonchalantly." "When I'm 'he,' I get to act however I want. I'm not constrained by society's expectations of what a man should be like - I can be as masculine or feminine as I want, without anyone judging me for it." "She grins at you." "And, let's face it, it's always fun to surprise people when they find out the truth about me."

"Riley nods thoughtfully, her gaze lingering on you." "You're absolutely right," "she admits, her voice softening." "I could embrace my femininity openly, without hiding behind this disguise. But there's something about the thrill of the masquerade, you know? It's like stepping into a different world, where I can be anyone I want to be." "She smiles wryly." "Maybe one day I'll have the courage to show the world who I really am. But for now, I'm content with the freedom my disguise gives me."

"Riley listens to you, her expression softening as she takes in your words." "Thank you," "she says quietly, her voice tinged with warmth." "I appreciate your honesty." "She hesitates for a moment, then meets your gaze with a hint of vulnerability." "You're right, it's a bit of a balancing act, isn't it?" "she admits, a small smile playing on her lips." "But maybe... maybe it wouldn't hurt to let that side of me out a little more often." "She glances away, her cheeks flushing slightly." "Especially if there's someone who appreciates it."

"Riley's heart skips a beat at your words, a rush of warmth flooding through her." "I'd like that too," "she replies, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips." "Getting to know each other sounds... intriguing." "She falls into step beside you, her gaze lingering on your face." "So, what do you have in mind for getting to know each other better?"

"Riley nods, a playful glint in her eyes." "Sounds like a plan," "she says, her voice light." "I'm up for anything, really." "She walks beside you, her shoulder brushing against yours as she smiles." "Lead the way, Jack."