Ken took languish steps toward his hostel, fighting very hard to withhold the tears welling up in his eyes. He imagined Miranda, laughing behind him while he vanish from her sight.

He lowered his head and kept wondering whether Miranda had ever loved him for a moment. Again, she had just lashed out at him, stating that she was grateful she was with Charlie now.

Ken sniffled as he walked down the straight path ahead of him, assessing Miranda's torturous statements. Maybe she's better off without him.

After moving to Harvard, he had hoped that he'll get to move on quickly now that he's far away from her but it turns out that she made it to Harvard too.

Ken sighed and marched toward his room. He opened the door and was greeted by its emptiness. His roommates had all gone out. He fell on his bed with his face feeling thankful that they weren't around to detect his discomfort.

A few minutes later, his phone began to vibrate. Ken got up and pulled the device out of his bag.

"Cassie!" he gasped at the phone screen and quickly picked up the call. 

"Where are you?" Cassie asked. Her voice was relegated to the background by noise from different angles which Ken's phone was picking up.

Ken was stunned. "I'm in my room. Is everything okay?"

"I'm on the school premises. In which hostel do you stay?" Cassie asked.

Ken had a shocking expression on his face. Cassie is in Harvard? When did she get there and why didn't she inform him before showing up? He sighed and abruptly stood up.

"Look around Cassie. Where are you? I mean, can you identify any landmark? Maybe there's a signpost around."

"Uhmm, I'm standing beside the third gate. The security guards here won't let the driver take the limo in," she complained in a tone that communicated how pissed she is.

"You brought the limo?" Ken almost yelled and took a deep breath. "You know what? Just stay where you are. I'll be coming to get you." Ken said and hung up. He tucked his phone inside his pants pocket and stormed out of the room, hurrying toward the third gate.

Ken made it to the school's third gate and met a group of students hovering around Cassie like a group of flies. They were whispering to each other. Cassie was resting her back against the car, going through her iPhone.

Ken ran to meet her. She immersed him in a hug. Ken knew that the embrace was bound to attract a lot of eyes. Cassie flipped her polished hair and tucked the phone into her Hermes bag.

"Come with me," Ken said and took her hand. He began leading her into the school. 

"What about the car?" she complained and turned to stare at the limousine parked beside the entrance.

Ken sighed and palmed his forehead with his left hand. "The car has to stay here Cassie. You are not a student and to get your vehicle inside will take a lot of processes I don't want to go through."

"Fine. I'll just speak to Larry." Cassie said and walked to the driver's seat. She leaned toward the vehicle and spoke to Larry while Ken watched from a distance.

She swayed her hips rhythmically toward Ken and together, they marched and made their way inside the school.

Students were whispering behind them. Ken didn't know if Cassie could hear them but their whispers made it to his ear.

'That girl owns the Limousine?'

"Did you see her designer bag?" Another girl said.

"She's so hot." A male student remarked. 

Ken shook his head and fastened his steps. Cassie was struggling to catch up with him.

'Is she studying here?' a plump girl with a shrill voice commented.

Ken sighed and grabbed Cassie by the arm. He went on dragging her toward his hostel. The whisperings were getting louder. He led Cassie toward his hostel floor and soon, doors started opening and heads began flying out to catch a glimpse of the hot girl.

Cassie and Ken aimed for his door hand in hand. She was clothed in a short gown and was wearing a black Louis Vitton jacket on the red maxi. She wore a black pair of high boots and was carrying her bag with grace.

After a few minutes walk past dozens of wild eyes, they finally made it to Ken's room. Ken shut the door and pulled out a stool for her to sit on. None of his roommates was back.

"This room is not so bad," Cassie commented, her blue eyes shifting from one corner of the room to the other.

"Yeah."

Ken pulled out a soda from his wardrobe and presented it to Cassie. "We don't have a refrigerator so it's not cold." 

"No thanks." Cassie rejected the drink by waving her hand down. Ken settled beside her on the bed. 

"I felt like dropping by on your first day of school to say hi."

"How thoughtful of you," he replied with a smile, trying to take his mind off the thought that Cassie's flamboyant visit might attract eyes to him.

"Did I blow it off? You think maybe I went a bit extra with the act?" Cassie demanded with dilating pupils.

Ken sighed. "Well, let's talk about the limo first." he began. "Did you rent it again?"

Cassie slumped on the bed and hugged herself. "Well, you didn't complain the first time so.."

"Because you came just on time the other day Cassie" Ken sharply cut in.

There is no denying that Cassie is rich but not as rich as the students now assume. In fact, Miranda's guess was right the whole time. Cassie had been acting all along.

After Cassie found out where Ken had been staying for the past three years, she decided to visit him in a striking way, believing that he was being looked down on by the people around him and it appears she came at the right time, the moment Miranda was breaking up with him.

"Well, I'm sorry if it's getting too dramatic." she apologised and flipped her left palm.

Cassie stared at her bag which was resting on the table. "But you know that bag is mine right?" she bragged to Ken with a smile.

Ken chuckled. "You are a big fish Cassie but guess what?"

"What?" the impatient Cassie asked.

"I bumped into Miranda a while ago?"

Cassie's eyes widened in horror. 

Ken saw through her shock. He confirmed with a repeated nod. "Yes, Cassie. She's in Harvard."

"Miranda in Harvard? How?" she stammered.

"She said Charlie's dad helped her secure an admission here and as it stands right now, we are in the same department." Ken disclosed and lowered his head.

Cassie placed a hand on Ken's shoulder. "This must be tough. I'm so sorry bro."

Ken turned to her with a fake smile. 

"Did she humiliate you again? I mean did she hurl insults at you or mock your status?"

"It's nothing that I can't handle." Ken maintained.

"So what's your next plan?" Cassie threw the question at him after a sigh.

Ken took his head into his hands. "I have no plans Cassie. I'll just be myself."

She rose to her feet and grabbed her bag. "Well, if you need anything, I'm just a call away," she said.

"I'll see you off." Ken stood up with a smile and walked her out of the room.