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After one late night of wallowing in bed, doom scrolling, and choking down as much of your favorite ice cream as you possibly can. You get a common app ad for starting a transfer application. Taking it as a sign from the universe, you rush to open your computer and research schools in the nearby area to transfer to. For hours you look into schools that never quite meet your criteria. Too small, not enough on campus activity, horrible Rate My Professor reviews, you decided to finally give up. Intent on going back to doom scrolling, you click on Instagram and go through stories mindlessly. Jealous of all the people living their lives in a way you never allowed yourself. Then as if another sign from the universe, you get to an old acquaintance’s story. 

It’s in that story that you discover Briar University located not too far in the state of Massachusetts. You sleep on it before you decide to message said acquaintance about the school and explain that you’re interested in transferring. After what felt like hours of stressing over the message being too weird out of the blue. She responds and you both have a full conversation of why you should transfer to Briar. And after a basic guarantee of having at least ONE friend, you decide to submit the application. 

Then after weeks of forcing yourself not to stress you get THE email. You’ve been accepted and now you have to choose your major. You knew the business administration degree would never stick. It was just a placeholder for school while you focused on gymnastics. Deciding you could never fully let go of sports and that you could still be a part of it (using your name to get out there and stay relevant), you switch to a double major in Journalism and Sports Broadcasting. This switch is how you found out about Briar’s up and coming sports newspaper. 

Finally, you feel like your life is your own. And who knows what other surprises are waiting for you on campus???

A/N : This is an absolute work in progress guys pray for me while I figure out how I’m supposed to pull this out of my behind…Some things just to be clear about, this is intended for black readers and there will be some descriptors (like hair and skin tone) that’ll indicate the reader is black, but I won’t go into specifics and I won’t describe body types either. And other readers are gladly welcomed!!

To put it simply if you don’t like that just don’t read it. I’ve read plenty of fics where I had to look completely past physical descriptions that white writers put in their stories. And there’s already NO black female characters in Off campus (dean’s bathroom hookup barely counts). So I decided to take it in my hands.