Paola García wakes up in her apartment in Monterrey, her body already humming with arousal. She stretches languidly, her fingers tracing the curves of her body, lingering on her hardening nipples and the warmth between her legs. The sun streams in through the window, casting a golden glow on her naked form as she remembers the previous night's dreams, filled with illicit encounters in the hallowed halls of her university, UANL.