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Minjae huffed softly sitting down in the chair. A frown graced his lips, “ugh, he told me to come back today to look at my transfer credits? I’m still in the system as a freshman and he told me they’d fix it,  I’ve had my uni in Spain fax over the information six times they’re gonna start charging me, just fix it.”

They stretched their arms towards the ceiling. “Lets see what I can do.” Carter put on their glasses. “Do you have your student ID on you?”

Minho stared at the man and shrugged. He didn’t really care who the adviser was as long as he knew his shit. “Okay, well, how long are you here for?” He question, hoping that it wouldn’t be for too long, honestly.

“Three days-a week at most.” They replied. “Depending when he is allowed to crutch place to place.” Carter sighed. “But enough about him, I assume you needed help in something.”

Working in a cafe meant that Daesoo encountered all types of customers. He’d interacted with his fair share of rude or horrible customers and also kind and happy customers. Every day was different and Daesoo never knew which he would encounter. He turned to look at the customer who had just spoken. He bowed slightly and smiled. ❝ I apologise. I hope you enjoy the rest of your drink. ❞

Another bit of a grin before he tipped his head down, doe eyes going half-lidded as he took a seat and leaned back into it, apparently thinking over what he had to say.

“I believe I was called in, both to speak about my final year here and some concerns a few professors ‘shared’,” Kiran snorted a little, lifting his gaze back up to Carter, though his bangs broke up the rather apathetic stare-down. “Something about concern over sleep and possible 'aggressive behavior.’ But, last i checked, it was not against the rules to not be friends with everyone.”

He cocked his head a little, eyes dropping to the other chest for a moment, then back up to his face, “Wouldn’t you agree, hm?”

Carter rolled their  eyes. “You’re half right.” Carter stated. “If you don’t want to talk to people thats none of my business. “ They paused and took a sip of their  coffee. “However if it’s affecting say your participation in group work then I can see why it might cause trouble.” Thats they believes anyway.

“I would recommend seeing someone about that- thats not an advisor’s job.” Carter checked their files. “If  they want me to discipline you, tell them I gave you a warning.” Carter examined the other. Kiran seems to be honest with him but he couldnt be sure. 

Doe eyes watched the other’s movements carefully, arching a brow after a moment while he glanced down towards the professor’s chest, eyes catching glimpse of something otherwise unseen by just about everyone else.

Kiran lifted his gaze once more, “Were you the accident, by any chance?”

Was it even his turn right now? Who knew.

Carter raised their  eyebrow and then smirked. It wasn’t the typical response they would get. Of course they dont want to incriminate themselves. 

“I was involved with him but the accident was upon himself.” Carter clicked his tongue. “Such a shame too.” 

They cleared his throat. “But that’s not why we’re here-  I assume you needed to talk to him about something, correct?” 

Im Piper(she/her, 21, est) and I’m playing the lowkey jerk Carter