Senior, What Position Do You Want Today?

Bottom | Art student x erotic comic artist x social anxiety

Top | Younger man x pretends to be poor x crafty "straight guy"

Tang Qingyue, the campus heartthrob of the art academy, had a cool, ethereal face like an idealized first love. He gave off an aura that warned people to stay away, always keeping to himself until his admirers all gave up.

But only Tang Qingyue knew the truth:

In real life, he had mild social anxiety. Even accidental eye contact made him uncomfortable.

Online, he was an uninhibited erotic comic artist, and he was into men.

Unfortunately, he had recently hit a creative block.

Then one day, while passing the freshmen's military training grounds, he saw a junior lifting his shirt to wipe off his sweat. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, lean, sexy muscles. After one glance, Tang Qingyue couldn't look away.

His perfect anatomy model.

Tang Qingyue easily found out all about the junior:

Fu Zhisui, a freshman, had become a campus sensation after winning fans at the military training basketball game.

But he was as homophobic and straight as they came.

Socially anxious, a danmei artist, and gay, Tang Qingyue found himself in a dilemma.

Still, word was that the junior came from a very poor family and had been rushing from one part-time job to another since the start of term. Plenty of rich women on the campus forum joked about wanting to keep him.

Tang Qingyue had a flash of inspiration: why couldn't he be that "rich woman"?

He immediately registered a new WeChat account, put on a woman's profile picture with a watermark, borrowed a gay friend's skirt, and took a few censored photos to post on his Moments. Then, pretending to be a girl, he sent Fu Zhisui a friend request.

The other guy was indeed tempted by the money and accepted, taking lots of photos for him.

Although the straight junior wasn't very good at taking pictures and needed a lot of direction every time, Tang Qingyue was very satisfied with the sexually charged photos he got. Whenever inspiration ran dry, he went to Fu Zhisui to spend a little money.

Fu Zhisui had rejected the future his family had arranged for him and returned to the country alone. With all his bank cards frozen, he had no choice but to take part-time jobs to make ends meet.

Not long after school started, he received a strange friend request from someone who wanted to pay for photos of him without his face showing.

At first, he thought it was some buddy messing with him. They kept finding ways to give him money and help him out, and he had no qualms about accepting it.

But gradually, the photos they requested became more and more suggestive.

Suits, restraints, kneeling, waist chains...

Fu Zhisui finally realized something was off and began investigating who they were.

The IP address showed they were at the same school. The last character of the name tied to their WeChat account was "Yue," and the pale mole on their right ankle looked exactly like the one on a cool senior from one of his clubs.

As luck would have it, the senior's name was Tang Qingyue.

He also found the senior's social media account, which was full of unambiguously erotic comics featuring men with men.

Realizing his cover was blown, Tang Qingyue sent Fu Zhisui a huge sum of money and hurriedly deleted his WeChat account.

That night, his main WeChat account received a friend request.

The request note read: [Senior, what pose do you want today?]

On the security camera outside his door, the junior was wearing the suit Tang Qingyue had just bought. Under his shirt, the faint outline of a waist chain showed.

So much for him being a homophobic straight guy!

[Reading guide]

1. Bottom: uninhibited online, timid in real life. Top: straight guy x deep in the closet. There will be some personal growth.

2. The photos are taken fully clothed. The bottom only treats the top as an inspiration model, so there is no improper exchange of photos. We all follow the law.

3. This should be a fairly short, sweet little story.

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Core theme: Be the truest version of yourself