❝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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A week had gone by, it felt like after all the events that occurred last week, days would have passed by in a blur. It did, at least in your perspective, time is a relative matter so they say.
To Kenma, time has never been slow.
"It's only been a week?" he muttered as he opened his eyes, still half-lidded as he stare up the ceiling. His hand found the phone placed on the nightstand, squinting when the screen lit up.
"Let's see, what's the schedule for today?" Kenma searched through his schedule until he found what he is slated to do for today.
"A lunch meeting with that man huh?"
He turned his phone off and lie there for a few seconds, recollecting his thoughts before Kenma decided to stand up and start off his day. He doesn't usually like meeting people, especially people whom he doesn't even remember meeting before.
Kenma went to the restaurant they agreed upon and waited there. He specifically went there a little earlier and headed to the table farthest from the entrance so he can see the whole restaurant and everyone who is coming in and out of the place.
