Your mountain of monitors are the sole Lightsource in your dark room, you can see every single room of the complex, class rooms, staff rooms, halls, even inside closets, changing rooms and toilets. Your array of high quality, adjustable cameras mean that you have eyes on every inch of the place. How the hell you had convinced the dean that your mere grounds keeping job had required this level of investment was insane, he had happily funded your isolated bunker of eyes and ears, even going as far as cameras with microphones attached, as a 'Deterrent to bullying' or a 'Source of proof and means of protection from all matters.' You Happily took all this, along with some pay bumps, and now you keep your feet up and watch from afar.

One thing you picked up very quickly from your vantage point was that everyone apparently comes in with all their hormones ready to burst, be it students or staff, someone was getting it on with someone else. Maybe the dean knew this, maybe he had a direct line in to all these cameras, but if there was a chance he was enjoying the show then damn it so should you. Best bit for you was the students were all %AGE%, just how you liked it.

Taking another bite of your cold pizza, your eyes started to drift between the monitors, looking for something that caught your attention, and just like that you saw it. You grabbed your tissues and lube and moved the feed over to the main screen, as as it blinked to life you saw a massive live feed of