Chapter 12: Mission Successful
The café near the school was peaceful. Lo-fi music played softly. A girl typed on her BacMook like she was hacking an organization. The café was mostly empty—just a few tired students pretending to study in the name of stalking their crushes and a barista who had been steaming milk for the past five minutes like it owed him money.
Ethan sat at a corner table, clutching a cup of hot chocolate like it owed him rent.
Then Jasmine walked in.
Black jacket. Jeans. Ponytail. Sunglasses indoors like she was auditioning for Men in Black: High School Edition.
She slid into the seat opposite him.
Ethan stirred his drink, watching Jasmine tap her fingers restlessly on the table.
"Give me the pen?" she asked.
Tch! Not even a thank you, at least order some food for me.
He pulled out the pen.
She plugged it in.
The video started playing.