❝𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚, 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙖.❞
╰┈➤ IN WHICH a financially struggling college girl found the dirty little secret of a wealthy stockholder/videogamer and how she was cornered like a prey because of it.
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"What are you doing here?"
Was the first thing you asked Kenma when you saw him standing outside his car, back against it and crouching down a little as if he doesn't want to attract as much attention as possible.
But with that luxury car he was leaning on and a hood atop his head he's attracting way more attention because some people looked at him when they walked past. But Kenma kept his head down, eyes on his phone as he played a game until he heard your voice.
"Why are you here? How'd you know my lecture would end at this hour?"
"Hunch," he said, shrugging his shoulders as he put his phone in his pocket and pushed himself off his car.
"As for the first question," he started as he opened the door of his car and you looked at it for a second before looking back at Kenma. "Am I not allowed to visit the person I'm sponsoring?"
"But this is a University, how did you get in without an identification card?"
"Our Company sponsors quite a few student athletes here, so the board gave us special identification card."
