The meeting

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I walked through the gates of what would now be my new home. I had recently graduated High school at the top of my class with a perfect 4.0 GPA. I had been the only one in my whole entire year that had succeeded in getting such a high score.

Often I did some things that might be seen as concerning for some people but personally I wouldn't think it's that deep. I've always been someone special. Ever since I was little I used to do some weird things such as ripping off wings from flies when they died or like picking up snails and smashing them across the wall.

I never had parents growing up, I was always moving home to home with Foster parents that couldn't give a shit about me. I dont really know what happened to my parents but I had been told a long time ago I had been dropped off in front of the orphanage in a box with cats.

I always excelled at everything and have always been smart for my age which was a big factor that contributed towards my decision of going into forensic science into my dream college. That was my only motivation and now that I was fully an adult and out of highschool I didn't need any guardians and was free to do whatever I wanted.

Not like I listened to the people looking after me before anyways.

Looking around campus as I walked past gardens filled with tulips and flowers of such I noticed a guy standing in the middle of all the bustling going around.

He had mid length midnight black hair that sat on his head looking roughed up like he had been running his fingers through it multiple times. His enchanting choccolate eyes scanned the grounds almost in a confused manner. He was wearing a fitted black shirt that showcased his lean frame. His legs were adorned with some dark blue denim jeans that gave me a good view of his legs. Just looking at him made my pussy quiver with delight. I could just feel his thin long fingers stroking my inner walls and pumping in me with no remorse. Just the thought made my thighs clench together and my inner whore stirred inside me.

I wanted to get to know him, to know about his favourite colour and to know exactly where each hair on his body was. Not only did I want to know simple things such as his favourite food but wanted to know his previous life before coming to college and more. I could feel my other self taking over me. The obsession slowly crawling from deepest parts of hell within me. I wanted him and there was nothing that was going to stop me from achieving my goal.

With powerful strides I walked over to him and tapped him on the shoulder. I watched as he turned around startled wondering who might be the mysterious girl standing right in front of him. I smiled at him softly trying to reassure I didn't mean any harm. Yet.

Now that I was closer I could see some light freckles across his nose and cheeks almost giving him an innocent clueless look to him. If I had to describe him in just one word I would say he was such a Jardín. He seemed a bit flustered from my presence and couldn't quite seem to make eye contact with me. I looked down at him as I stood at a dominating height of 5"11 while was a few inches shorter than me. If I had to take a guess I would say he was about 5"8? Or maybe 5"9 I couldn't quite place it but he was definitely shorter compared to me.

Looking down on him made me have a surge of power rush through me and it was a feeling I had become well acquainted with. I enjoyed the look of slight fear in his eyes as he looked at me. I hadn't spoken yet and just stood there taking in every single inch of his presence and aura. He almost looked dumb. I wondered how he could have gotten into such a prestigious school like Harvard with this much stupidness to him. I despised the way he seemed look like a lost puppy. I wanted to break him and make him all mine so the only thing he could ever think was the way I would feel around his dick. I wanted to ruin everything for him and make sure he could never get himself together again.

A sadistic smirk took over my face as I imagined all the possible scenarios I could do to this clueless boy. He seemed to have noticed it as I watched as he shivered from what I was guessing to be discomfort or fear. Deciding I had enough of this silent battle between us I cleared my throat and finally initiated the conversation.

"What's your name?" I asked him plainly.

I watched as he fumbled with his words as his whole face went red with embarrassment.

"H-Hardin V-V-Verde" He tried to reply to me while looking into my eyes. Trying to intimidate me.

I chuckled at his stupidness. That was all I needed to find out every single detail about his life. I wondered if his parents just never taught him stranger danger but I couldn't care at this moment as I had gotten exactly what I wanted.

"You're almost like a lost p-p-puppy aren't you?" I smirked at him as I mocked his stutter. That was another thing I wanted to fix about him. I was going to make sure not another word came out of his mouth.

I watched as tears filled his pretty eyes. He turned around and rushed away without looking back. I almost felt bad for him but I just didn't care to be honest.

I just couldn't wait to finally get to my dorm and set up everything I would need to find out everything about him. We were going to see each other soon.

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