CAMPUS CRUSH
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You are an 100 lvl student bah?"
"Yes"
"Turn right,there's a guy in black overalls,he'll register you"
"Thank you"
"You are welcome"
I gave a curtsive nod as I walked forward and turned right.
Paul was chatting and laughing with some boys and as I was about to say something, I saw a guy in black overalls so I quickly walked up to him.
Paul could wait for now.
His head was buried in his phone as I approached him.
"I want.... "
"What's your name?" He asked without taking his eyes off his phone cutting me off.
I stilled immediately. I was dazzled by his voice as I instantly craved to hear it again.
"Huh?"
"What's your name?" He asked again without even raising his head.
Oh god! I could have an organsm right now.
Oladele Anjola is an 100lvl student of Computer Science who just got admitted into Federal University of Technology, otherwise known as FUTA. She's extremely reserved and a big introvert. Although beautiful and intelligent, she has zero social skills.
Adeleke Kolawole is your typical one of the most popular guys at FUTA. Cute, tall, handsome and brilliant and has more than half of the female population running after him.
But Kola is the second definition of being snubbish and icy. He barely has friends and keeps to himself.
Jola is totally smitten by Kola on their meeting and for the first time in Kola's life, he has a girl in his head. No matter how hard he tries to get her out of his head, she wouldn't budge, its not like he wanted her out of his head though.
And so, an interesting love story starts.
What will happen when Jola discovers that her very first friend in FUTA, Fisayo also has a huge crush on Kola. Will she give him up for friendship or give up her friendship for Kola.
Its truly an hard decision, but sometimes before anyone else, we should come first.
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