❝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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Your whole body felt numb the next day and you weren't in the mood to get up from the bed even if half a day had already passed. You just curled in a ball, the sheet wrapped around you like a cocoon.
Last night you fell asleep in the tub while Kenma was cleaning you up, you woke up earlier in your bed. Kenma brought breakfast but you barely ate. You don't feel hungry at all and a few hours later, you heard the door opened and you can smell chicken teriyaki wafting in the air.
You threw up a lot last night that your stomach felt empty so when you smelled the food, your stomach betrayed you and grumbled.
"Y/n," Kenma said, sitting on the edge of the bed. "It's lunch, you need to eat."
You didn't budge though, you just pressed your hand on your stomach more to prevent it from grumbling.
"Please?" Kenma asked and you felt his hand on your back as you flinched.
"I made this, I even cut myself a few times and burned my arm."
You don't want to give in. You don't want to budge, but you felt hungry and the chicken teriyaki smelled really good. A few moments later, you slowly moved, pulling the sheet down before you slowly sat up and Kenma lifted his head to look at you.
