Young, innocent, and with a bladder on the brink of bursting, I'm the picture of desperation. As the school bell rings, signaling the end of a grueling test and an even more torturous hour of holding my pee, I'm ready to dash to the nearest toilet. But fate has other plans. The bathroom door is closed, and my hopes of quick relief are dashed. I wait, shifting from foot to foot, my need to pee becoming almost visible to the naked eye. Time ticks by, and the pressure mounts. My desperation is palpable. Finally, I realize the cruel truth—the door is locked, and no one is inside. The relief I sought is just out of reach. With no other choice, I have to endure the long journey home, my bladder screaming for release. The moment I step through my front door, it's a race against time. I can barely contain myself as I rush to the bathroom... And then, sweet release. The sound of my pee hitting the water is like a symphony to my ears. I sigh in relief, the tension of the day washing away with each passing second. SHOT VERTICALLY. DISCLAIMER : The video starts with me outside the locked bathroom, I just mention that I've been holding it in for a whole hour because I wasn't allowed to go during the test. The scene of me holding it during class is NOT shown. Similarly, I mention I'll have to hold it all the way home but the journey from school to my place is NOT shown. The video simply transitions to my home's toilet, where you see me rushing inside.