N.K.U.
N. K. U. is a place that smells like old coffee and regret. It’s where students go to turn into adults who still think they’re cool.
I went to NKU and now I have a degree and a bad haircut. It was worth it.
My sister went to NKU and now she thinks she’s a famous artist. She’s not. She’s just really good at drawing circles.
My friend went to NKU and now he’s the president of the campus. He doesn’t know what that means.