William dragged his feet closer and closer into that dreaded place, a most unknown site of mystery that shone bright in the middle of the street. Approaching it's tinted windows, the twenty one year old man could see his own reflection, making a frown at the image. His thick blonde hair was ruffled as per usual, resembling a straw made scarecrow that had just got up from the bed. His round hairless face that was usually joyful when dedicated to things he liked now was serious, his mouth shut into a miserable horizontal line. Will's pudgy body was hidden in an awkward fitting tracksuit just bought the day before, as new as the shorts and shirt that he was wearing under it, or the sports bag full of stuff that he carried around. Anyone that looked at him would know that sporting wasn't his thing, and yet, there he was, looking at the door of that gymnasium like it was the entrance of the dungeon in one of his favorite games.
What the hell was he doing there? The answer was as brief as immortal was the reason that impulsed him there, as Susan was her name. Will had felt something for her since she asked him for a pen the first day of that college year. She was a fresh faced first year student when they met on the library, long raven hair and shiny green eyes that could make any man mad, and in case of Will, they certainly had. But Will, in his knowledge of how things worked and the image he had of himself, well knew that Susan was way out of his league. He had to be realistic, not only was he a nervous pudding of a nerd, but he also knew nothing on how to behave himself, so it was no wonder that his sexual experience was both sad and terribly limited.
A heavy sigh that menaced to deflate him like a balloon preceded Will's first step into that gym, his eyes looking around everywhere, seeking both answers on how to face his body issue problem and also searching for glances of mockery, of disapproval. The woman in the counter was gentle and guided Will through the paperwork and the fees needed to partake on that place, so he was sorting out things step by step. The fees weren't a problem, as his family was quite wealthy, or at least wealthy enough for him to afford some personal attention there. He could as well hire someone to come home, but he felt embarrassed having someone at his place, full of nerd stuff and things that spoke of less than healthy habits, from the food on his fridge to his computer rigged for intense gaming sessions.
Leaving his stuff in a locker room, William stepped into one of the gym areas looking utterly lost, without even knowing where to begin.
What the hell was he doing there? The answer was as brief as immortal was the reason that impulsed him there, as Susan was her name. Will had felt something for her since she asked him for a pen the first day of that college year. She was a fresh faced first year student when they met on the library, long raven hair and shiny green eyes that could make any man mad, and in case of Will, they certainly had. But Will, in his knowledge of how things worked and the image he had of himself, well knew that Susan was way out of his league. He had to be realistic, not only was he a nervous pudding of a nerd, but he also knew nothing on how to behave himself, so it was no wonder that his sexual experience was both sad and terribly limited.
A heavy sigh that menaced to deflate him like a balloon preceded Will's first step into that gym, his eyes looking around everywhere, seeking both answers on how to face his body issue problem and also searching for glances of mockery, of disapproval. The woman in the counter was gentle and guided Will through the paperwork and the fees needed to partake on that place, so he was sorting out things step by step. The fees weren't a problem, as his family was quite wealthy, or at least wealthy enough for him to afford some personal attention there. He could as well hire someone to come home, but he felt embarrassed having someone at his place, full of nerd stuff and things that spoke of less than healthy habits, from the food on his fridge to his computer rigged for intense gaming sessions.
Leaving his stuff in a locker room, William stepped into one of the gym areas looking utterly lost, without even knowing where to begin.