Connor Brandt needs to get laid. For a grade.

That's the whole setup and honestly it's beautiful in its simplicity. This twink shows up at some arts college with his notebook and zero experience, and his professor basically says "write what you know, but like, sexually." The game doesn't pretend to be deep about it. Connor's awkward as hell, the dialogue has that stilted translation quality where someone clearly cared but English wasn't their first language, and somehow it works. The jank becomes the charm.

The art is... inconsistent. Some CGs hit with that glossy yaoi polish where sweat looks like body oil and abs have impossible definition. Other scenes look like they were sketched during lunch break. But when it works? The locker room scene with the basketball player. You know the one. That moment where the choice wheel pops up and you realize you can either be sweet about it or just go full degenerate. I picked degenerate obviously. The sound design is basically nonexistent except for this one looping ambient track that sounds like elevator music from a department store that's going out of business. It's terrible. I left it on for three hours.

The weird thing is the game has moments of genuine writing. Connor's internal monologue about wanting connection versus just wanting dick, the way some routes acknowledge the loneliness underneath the horny. Then five minutes later you're picking dialogue options like "touch his bulge" with the subtlety of a brick. The roleplay elements are thin but the choices actually branch in ways that surprised me. Got rejected once because I moved too fast. Felt weirdly realistic for a game where everyone's apparently bisexual and perpetually available.

The college setting is basically just hallways and bedrooms with different wallpaper. Don't expect immersion. Do expect a lot of very direct, very explicit scenes that don't waste your time with buildup.