It was just before the summer vacation during my college days.
That day, I overslept and woke up 20 minutes later than usual. I hurriedly washed my face, put on makeup, and headed to school.
My house is very close to the station, so I can get on the train as soon as I leave home.
I ran to the station in a hurry and somehow managed to catch the train at my usual time.
It was a day I absolutely couldn't be late, so I breathed a sigh of relief.
I grabbed a strap in the middle of the train, and a young man who looked like a businessman was sitting in the seat in front of me.
I felt like he was glancing at my chest, but I ignored it as usual.
However, I felt something was off and looked at my chest, and to my surprise, my top was see-through, and I let out a small "Ah".
I had forgotten to wear a bra.
(I thought my chest was bouncing a bit) I had been in such a hurry that I fell into the habit I had when wearing pajamas.
I hurriedly bent forward to hide my chest, but since I was only wearing a shirt, it seemed like the color of my nipples was showing through.
The businessman was staring at it.
I was embarrassed, so I tried to hide it with my arms, but it seemed like he thought I was deliberately not wearing a bra, which was embarrassing.
On the way from the station to school, I felt the stares of several men piercing me.
It might have been just my imagination, but I felt like my chest was being looked at a lot.
Even on the way from the school gate to the classroom, I felt like some boys noticed.
When I got to the classroom, I immediately took a friend to the bathroom and got a band-aid to put on my nipples.
Somehow, the band-aid seemed to show through the white shirt even more, and since the color of my nipples was lighter, it seemed less noticeable, so I took off the band-aid.
I thought if I lived as discreetly as possible, it wouldn't be noticed, so I went back to the classroom without a bra.
After the fourth period, I had gotten used to being braless, and we all started eating lunch in the classroom.
Since I was used to being braless, my guard was down.
There were a few boys sitting behind me, but I didn't mind and turned sideways to eat my lunch.
At that moment, one of my friends whispered in my ear.
"The boys behind you are looking."
(What?!)
Thinking that, I glanced back and saw a few boys staring at my armpit.
When I asked, "What?" one of the boys said in a loud voice, "Are you braless? I can see your nipples from your armpit."
(Why are boys so insensitive?!)
The whole class might have heard.
I was so embarrassed that all I could say was, "Stop it."
Having my chest seen by the boys behind me made me more cautious again.
I kept my arms tight to prevent them from peeking from my armpit and bent forward to guard myself.
Then it was after school.
I decided to skip club activities and go home early, so I quickly headed to the shoe locker.
At the shoe locker, I accidentally ran into Mike.
Mike is very stylish but is known as a womanizer and a notorious harasser.
Both my friends and I have had our skirts lifted and our chests touched by him many times.
Today, I absolutely couldn't let him touch my chest, so I tried to pass by him quickly without making eye contact.
As I passed by Mike and took out my shoes, I felt relieved that he didn't call out to me.
But then, suddenly, Mike grabbed my chest from behind.
He immediately let go and said, "Wow! You're really braless! So soft, feels great," and ran away.
It was the worst.
On a day like this, I ended up being groped hard.
Of course, it was the first time a guy had groped me.
Since then, this incident became a trauma, and I never forgot to wear a bra again.
