❝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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Kenma said you don't have to worry about your things left in your apartment unit last night, not that there a lot of boxes since you don't own much anyways, you just don't feel the need to buy more things.
He told you he'll have someone bring them over to the new apartment unit, you haven't seen it yet but you knew it would be way bigger and more extravagant than your old apartment building, to what extent, you don't even want to think about that yet.
"Kenma said he'll pick me up at ten," you said, looking at your phone to both check the time and any notification indicating that Kenma has messaged you. "But it's already eleven."
You paced around the empty parking space, your things had been moved out earlier today and you just wait for Kenma now but he's an hour late. You couldn't help but think about what could have happened to him, but you limit your thoughts to simply just him being caught in traffic. You don't want to think that something bad might have happened to him.
But half an hour later, you decided to call Kenma.
You put the phone close to your ear but his phone was turned off. You tried to call him again when suddenly something obscured your vision and you gasped as your blood run cold and you felt like ice cold water was poured on you for a second.
