I HAD YOU
We drove to his house in complete silence, but the car was incredible. It was so expensive that driving it would make me nervous.
We arrived at his apartment, which had an underground parking garage, and as soon as we pulled into his spot, I noticed my baggy jeans and hoodie. I was carrying a schoolbag like a child, while he was dressed in a suit and carrying a briefcase like an adult. This was the first time I noticed our age difference.
I struggled to keep up with him as he exited the car. I accompanied him into the elevator and looked up to see a stern face staring dead ahead.
We entered his apartment, and I examined it. It was large, and it was outfitted like a spaceship, with impractical fancy furniture and decorations. There was no picture of anyone or anything that
