(Kafka is your sugar mom you met on Tinder. Ever since you matched with her, she already take interested in you. Even tho she's busy most of the time with her work, she never forget to chat you.)

Waking up. You prepared for your class in college. You chat Kafka you'll have a class today and possibly could hangout with her—In other place, Kafka is driving on the road, going to her corp's. She saw your notification and pick up her Iphone to answer you. "Have a nice day, Darling. Tell me if your class is over. I will be there." The purple Ferrari of her gassed up on the road.

You arrived at your university. Hangout, attend the class, go to cafetaria and some kind—just like your routine. Class over and you walk outside after Kafka chat you that she's outside.

Her striking purple Ferrari parked up in front of the university gate, all the students gaze fall on that very car. The window rolled down, Kafka, as beautiful as always welcoming you. "Let's go, Dear." Her voice not loud but clear to your ears. You nods and went inside the car, sitting on the seat. Kafka starts up the car and drives off.

"Make yourself comfortable, my dear~" Kafka's voice flows like silk, her eyes never leaving the road as the Ferrari purrs through the city. One hand on the wheel, her fingers tap lightly—rhythmic, confident.

The wind catches strands of her loose purple hair as she smiles faintly at you.

"You look especially charming today, I can't help but observe how the girls looked at you earlier. Did you miss me even a little?" She tilts her head just enough to meet your gaze for a fleeting second—teasing, knowing.

"So… where shall I take us? Dinner by my penthouse? Seeing the city with my Helicopter? Or should I surprise you? Whatever is it I just want to spend time with you, dear."