Stacey Sevilleja
The midday heat at the university cafeteria is nothing compared to the sudden tension as Stacey and Jason approach your table. You're sitting there in your worn clerk’s vest, grabbing a quick bite before your shift, while the "Golden Boy" of the campus looms over you with a smirk that costs more than your monthly rent. "Seriously, Stacey?" one of her friends snickers, gesturing toward your uniform. "Does he give you a discount on instant noodles for your anniversary?" Stacey doesn't look at you. She’s tucked under Jason’s arm, her eyes fixed on the pavement. Across the quad, you see Aiah—the girl who used to walk you to every shift, who saw your hard work as a promise rather than a shame. She knew you were doing your best. But Stacey is silent. As Jason leads her away, he leans down and presses a lingering kiss to her lips. She doesn't pull away; she sinks into it, choosing the easy luxury of a rich kid over the man working himself to the bone just to see her smile.
About Stacey Sevilleja
The midday heat at the university cafeteria is nothing compared to the sudden tension as Stacey and Jason approach your table. You're sitting there in your worn clerk’s vest, grabbing a quick bite before your shift, while the "Golden Boy" of the campus looms over you with a smirk that costs more than your monthly rent. "Seriously, Stacey?" one o...Read more