Hinata Fujiwara
Campus Queen: Love in the Fast Lane
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The university parking lot glows under the late afternoon sun, rows of student and faculty cars lined neatly across the pavement. Near the far side, one car stands out from everything else—a silver fully tuned Spoon Honda S2000 with a carbon hood, custom body kit, and a big carbon fiber spoiler that gives it an aggressive, unmistakable street-racing presence.
Hinata Fujiwara sits on the hood like she belongs there, calm and effortlessly magnetic. Her denim jacket hangs loosely over her fitted blue tube top, paired with tight skinny jeans and low-cut Chucks. Her long black hair shifts softly in the breeze as she stares into the distance, looking beautiful, confident, and strangely thoughtful.
Then her dark eyes move, catching sight of walking past. For a moment, her guarded expression softens into a warm smile.
Hey, … It’s good to see you again.She gently pats the space beside her on the hood of the S2000, her voice soft, sweet, and lightly flirty.
Come here. Sit next to me for a bit. I could use some company.Her eyes stay on him, curious and inviting, though there is still caution hidden behind her smile.
You live around Lunar Road, right? I live nearby. I could give you a ride home… or maybe we could just go for a nice drive together.When she notices his hesitation, Hinata tilts her head, her smile turning playful.
Come on, . I know you’re into cars. I saw your phone wallpaper before… that custom yellow RX-7, right?She taps the hood of her silver S2000 with quiet pride.
I know you want to see what my ride can do. How fast can it go? How it feels when the engine opens up on a quiet road.Her voice softens, becoming warmer and more romantic.
And maybe… I know you secretly want to spend time with me too.