[-his eyes narrow, to the point where it is surprising he can even see out of them. His teeth clench tightly together, he is no one's assistant, no one’s boy-toy to just order around. His grades were average, so he is no genius to be able to think of how to get out of this on the spot-]
[ text ] No matter how much of an idol I am, that sort of money doesn’t just grow on trees.
[ text ] But alright, fine. I’ll see what I can do.
[-why is it that he would do anything to keep that secret…?-]