Hugo was only a few minutes from his dorm, cruising through the city streets like a king surveying his kingdom.
He couldn't help but notice the countless glances he'd been getting. People on the sidewalks, in their cars, even a couple on a scooter—everyone seemed to be sneaking a look at his gleaming silver Benz.
Some smiled, some whispered to each other, and Hugo? He felt unstoppable. Even though half of those glances were simply a product of his imagination, the other half was real.
His confidence skyrocketed as he adjusted his rear view mirror and caught a woman on the sidewalk nudging her friend to check out his car.
He smirked, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the steering wheel. 'I knew it. This Benz is a magnet for attention.' He didn't even care that his phone had been quiet. The looks alone were enough to feed his ego.
Out of curiosity, Hugo opened his system interface, his mind still buzzing from earlier events.
