8. Sneaking into the girls' dormitory

After returning to school after summer vacation, everything remained the same.

After immersing myself in the busy life of schoolwork and training, I quickly returned to normal and performed well in all aspects.

However, the experience of sneaking into the girls' dormitory during the summer vacation of my first year of high school has always remained in my memory. Whenever I see the various clothes and pants still fluttering outside the windows of the girls' dormitory, this experience cannot help but come to mind.

One night, I read until late, while my roommates were all fast asleep. Perhaps feeling stuffy, I wanted to go out for some fresh air, or maybe I just needed to pee, but I left the dorm. After using the restroom, I walked out of the dorm building and wandered alone through the campus late at night. The campus was quiet; apart from a few streetlights still lit up around the dorm buildings, it was all dark.

As I walked past the girls' dormitory, I saw girls' clothes fluttering outside the windows again, and suddenly I had the urge to go inside. I went to look at the dormitory entrance; the door was ajar, and from a distance it looked like it was locked, but it wasn't. Without thinking, I pushed the door open and went in.

I went inside but then got scared. I hid in the darkness, listening intently to any sounds in the stairwell. It seemed like there was nothing there. I cautiously tiptoed to the stairwell and ran upstairs. Except for the stairwell lights, the rest of the dormitory building was dark. I ran to the third floor and hid in the darkness at the other end, carefully observing my surroundings again. My heart was pounding, and I was sweating profusely.

Still, nothing happened. The darkness of the corridor concealed me, and every dormitory was quiet. The girls were all asleep; if you listened carefully, you could hear faint snoring coming from some of the dormitories. I quieted down as well, my eyes gradually adjusting to the darkness of the corridor. By the light of the distant lamps, I observed the girls' dormitory corridor. Nothing was amiss, except for a few clothes hanging on the clotheslines outside some dorm rooms. The doors to the girls' dormitories were all closed, which both prevented me from taking any more daring actions and gave me a slight sense of security, knowing that no girl would suddenly come out and bump into me.

But why did I risk rushing into the girls' dormitory just to hide in this dark corner of the corridor for a while? Hiding here does give me a strange sense of excitement and thrill, but am I really just going to hide here for a bit and then go back? I really hope to gain something more.

The doors to the girls' dormitory were all closed, but many of the windows above the doors were open. I carefully crept up to these windows, the thought of the girls sleeping just a door away filled me with temptation. But I didn't dare to climb up; what if I looked through the window and someone in the dormitory saw me? That would be terrible. I lay lurking under the window, wrestling with my thoughts, but in the end, I couldn't bring myself to do it and had to give up, slipping back into the dark corner.

I stayed in the dark for a while longer, but it seemed impossible to sneak into the girls' dormitory without them noticing, so I had to give up completely. However, I wasn't willing to just leave like that; the girls' clothes drying in the corridor caught my attention. I tried the same trick again, selecting a few items to "enjoy" in the darkness for a while, and then hanging them back up.

I carefully and quickly escaped the girls' dormitory, returning to the darkness of the campus. Back in the darkness, looking back at the dormitory, I couldn't help but feel a chill of fear. What if the girls noticed something amiss with the clothes by the door tomorrow morning and started making a fuss? Would they discover it was me? What if I was bumped into when I went in? What if the door was locked when I came out? And what was I even doing in there?! How could I have done such a thing?!

Filled with regret, self-blame, and lingering fear, I returned to my dorm room. The room was still quiet, and I quickly went to bed.

The next day, I was in a daze all day, and my attention was always elsewhere in class. But a taut string of vigilance kept me watching my classmates, especially the girls. Thankfully, they seemed perfectly normal, and I felt relieved. I kept condemning my shamelessness and depravity, and secretly resolved never to continue like this.

It must have been quiet for quite a few days.

Some time later, another night fell, and I became restless again. Perhaps it was because of my unhappy mood, but my heart was filled with a longing for the darkness of the girls' dormitory. So I embarked on my second risky adventure. After a while, there was a third, a fourth…

Each time I went, it was almost always the same experience of hiding in the dark, feeling excited, fearful, and thrilled, continuing the same internal struggle, and usually ending with me touching some of the girls' clothes. A few times, while observing my surroundings from the darkness, I could hear the voices of some girls from the dormitories talking. Once, as I ran up the stairs and hid in the dark, I just happened to see a girl's figure walk past the stairwell light and into the dormitory. These were all experiences that filled me with both excitement and fear.

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That night, I sneaked into the girls' dormitory building, quickly going up to the third and fourth floors, all the way to the top floor. I hid in the shadows, observing my surroundings. The girls' dormitory was very quiet; I could faintly hear the girls' breathing as they slept. After my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I prepared to pick out some girls' clothes for my "enjoyment," as usual. However, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs below. Startled, I quickly got up and ran to the other end of the stairs. If someone was coming, I would run down that side. The person did indeed come up and headed towards that end of the stairs, the footsteps getting closer. I quickly ran to the second floor, carefully observing the situation. The person went into the dormitory next to the stairwell. I dared not go any further and ran out of the girls' dormitory. Only when I reached the campus did I feel relieved, still shaken by the near-miss. I almost got bumped into! If she had seen me and yelled, I would have been completely finished.

After the initial shock and confirming my safety, I started wondering who could be coming back so late. It couldn't be a student; it was the weekend, most students should have gone home, and students don't stay up this late. It must be a female teacher, maybe even that petite music teacher. Thinking back, the figure I saw in my panic did indeed appear quite petite, and the more I thought about it, the more certain I became that it was the music teacher. Imagining her petite and beautiful figure in class, I couldn't help but feel lustful thoughts. Why did I run away? If I had stayed hidden and followed her into the dorm… there probably wouldn't be many students staying in the dorm on the weekend, and the top floor didn't seem to be very crowded either. She was so petite; if I had… I couldn't help but indulge in these fantasies.

However, I quickly came to my senses and felt a strange fear. What kind of thoughts were I having?! This was completely criminal! Reflecting on my repeated visits to the girls' dormitory this semester, I realized I must have broken the law, as well as peeping at women showering during the summer vacation. How could I have fallen so low?

Who would have thought that I, who always behaved so well, would commit such a depraved and sordid act in the dead of night, and actually feel genuinely excited about it! The sweat that had flowed from my body due to the adventure and excitement of the moment slowly dried in the cool night breeze, and I felt a chill run down my spine. If this continued, I would surely end up like my elementary school classmate, utterly disgraced. Hadn't I always prided myself on being morally upright? Hadn't I even shown some disdain for him? Yet, hadn't my actions over the past two years been exactly the same as his? The only difference was that I had the cloak of a good student, and I was just a little luckier than him. If I had been discovered or caught even once during these numerous instances of peeping at my female neighbor showering and breaking into the girls' dormitory over the past two years, how could I face the world in broad daylight?

Late at night, I wandered alone on the school playground, hitting myself hard.

In the nights that followed, I tried my best to control myself and finally got through another year of high school life relatively smoothly.
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