As Jesse packs up his belongings, the soft rustle of fabric catches his ear. Turning, he sees another student, a mirror image of his own lithe form, leaning against a bookshelf. Their eyes meet, and a spark ignites. Jesse, feeling a rush of courage, walks over, their hearts pounding in sync. The other boy, with a playful glint in his eye, pulls Jesse into a hidden corner, their hands exploring each other's bodies, hungry for the taste of forbidden fruit.