{but that's what amateurs do and I'm not gonna make the same mistake am I?}
You have hair tied up messily, stray strands falling as you leaned over a tray
y/n creed
*having a little silly grin on face*
you are calm and focused on your work
y/n creed
*Careful drops into vials, measuring just enough to mimic a reaction*
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Just enough to cause a reaction. Not death. Not even hospitalization. Just discomfort. It is a test. A behavioral experiment.... *murmuring to herself*
The Forensic Science's lab technically closes at 6 p.m usually but
But here's a catch
y/n creed
{dad is an ex-military now a university security chief, Add in my spotless academic record and habit of staying quiet in lectures? Most people assume I am a TA or research intern}
And it was easy to get the keypass
y/n creed
{Three days ago, Aira had scratched her arm red after using a body spray she borrowed from someone. That someone was allergic to synthetic citrus. And Aira had reacted}
y/n creed
{And well there's a huge story behind that ... I would like to think about it some other time...}
The compound swirled in the glass vial—slightly yellow, almost like lemonade
y/n creed
y/n creed
{If Aira drank this straight, she wouldn’t die..}
y/n creed
{She’d choke, her throat might close up.. Maybe a seizure if her body was tired enough?}
y/n creed
{I sound like a sadist at this point...}
You continue to work, you set down the vial and scribbling a note, completely lost in your own thoughts and giggling sometimes
The door clicked open behind you
y/n creed
{fuck what?}
y/n creed
{okay okay girl calm down, you are not doing anything suspicious}
you freeze. Instantly closing your notebook
You stay still and don't turn around, not even glance once
“Burning the midnight oil?”
y/n creed
{TSK that voice....}
Satoru~
*He stepped in slowly, hands in pocket*
y/n creed
*rolling eyes to yourself* {why the fuck he's here...this lab is the least visited place}
Satoru~
{this is interesting..... I remember seeing her in the classroom, miss don't talk to me...it's already been 3 week}
y/n creed
{fuck what do I do now? Stay silent or speak}
Satoru~
Hmm, You’re not supposed to be here
y/n creed
*You finally turn around*
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*lifts an eyebrow* Studying...
He grins at you and steps closer, looking at the samples on the tray and the burner, and two unlabeled samples.
One clear. One slightly clouded
Satoru~
With unmarked vials and a reaction chart?
Satoru~
My, my I didn't know my student was running a secret extra class I wasn’t invited to
y/n creed
No, professor Shou assigned this...
you turned your back to him and continued organizing the samples while your mind is slightly rushing but
y/n creed
{I was prepared anyway, and anyways these samples wouldn't cause any hospitalization let alone death}
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and I’m prepping something for a side project
You lie smoothly
Satoru~
*smirks* Dr shou called in sick
Satoru~
And just so you know..., *He leaned against the counter, resisting his elbows behind*
He finally gets a glance of your face, you blink at him innocently
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{Dr shou is sick? He is someone I know who never skips a day...guess I should have checked...lesson learned}
you pause a minute and raise your eyebrows
Satoru~
I could report this
he says while looking at your side profile for a little too long
taking in your facial features
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*turns head slightly*
You give him an innocent little smile
y/n creed
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prof gojo, I’m not doing anything illegal...
Satoru~
Mind if I ask what you're working on?
y/n creed
just a test compound. Mild allergen response study. It’s for a side module...
Satoru~
I highly doubt the professor would allow for this...*he speaks while maintaining the eye contact with you*
You quickly break the eye contact, and look around the lab
Satoru~
{she's cute..her lie was believable, but I know she's lying}
Satoru~
{and that notebook looks interesting}
He pretends to look at the sample and just as he's about to take the notebook sneakily
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*grabs the notebook before he can take it*
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{What a sneaky little b-}
Satoru~
quick, huh? Guess that notebook does hold some secret after all
you clench on the notebook, oh yeah the secrets...
y/n creed
{Which would get me jailed...}
Although you do feel pissed at him for interrupting your session
y/n creed
{he's starting to piss me off}
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Just personal things...
Satoru~
Mind if I read? I won't tell anyone... I'm a good teacher trust me? *winks at her*
y/n creed
excuse me sir? I don't think it's appropriate for a teacher to look into a student's private diary
y/n creed
And besides that-
y/n creed
{god I almost forgot about this, I can be stupid Sometimes...}
You grab your bag from the chair, and put the notebook inside and remove a "badge"
Satoru~
independent credit work?
Satoru~
*taps the counter and grins looking at her*
Satoru~
Guess you do have a valid point
Satoru~
{I'm more interested than I should allow myself to be}
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professor-approved access...
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Believe me now? Sir?
He gives a little nod, doesn't speak for some reason
Satoru~
{guess during these 3 weeks at this boring campus....}
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