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Wednesday arrived beneath a sky the color of old paper. Clouds stretched thin above the campus buildings while students wandered through the pathways half-awake, shoulders weighed down by unfinished assignments and sleep deprivation. Somewhere near the main courtyard, someone had already started selling paper roses beside cheap chocolate wrapped in pink foil despite Valentine’s Day still being two days away.
The entire university seemed infected with anticipation, unfortunately for the student council, anticipation translated directly into work.
The council room had been occupied since morning. Papers scattered across the long table. Half-drunk iced coffees sat abandoned beside laptops and handwritten drafts while overlapping conversations filled the air in uneven waves.
Cass was busy arguing about poster colors with Sidefall. Lingulini had been recalculating the event budget for the past twenty minutes with the expression of someone moments away from financial collapse.
Meanwhile, Saparata sat near the end of the table reviewing the event schedule with a tired hand pressed against his temple.
Friday the 13th, the irony practically wrote itself.
“ Matching booth is fine ,” Cass said while scrolling through the shared document. “ But we still need something that’ll actually get people involved online. ”
“ Public executions, ” Flux suggested immediately, “ Denied. ” Cynikka answered without even glancing up from her laptop.
“ A kissing booth? ” Sidefall offered. Saparata looked visibly horrified, “ No. ”
“ Coward, ” Flux muttered beneath his breath. Then, from further down the table, Jophiel finally spoke. “ What about a confession wall? ”
The room quieted slightly afterward.
Not entirely, just enough for attention to shift toward her. Jophiel leaned back comfortably in her chair, one leg crossed over the other while strands of her white hair slipped over her shoulder.
“ Anonymous confessions, ” she clarified. “ People submit them online, then we post them publicly. ”
Cass blinked, “ …I guess. ” “ It’ll blow up, probably. ” Sidefall added. “ It’ll also destroy several friendships, ” Cynikka muttered.
“ Even better, ” Flux said.
Saparata exhaled slowly, there was already a headache forming somewhere behind his eyes. Still… It was undeniably a good idea. Campus life has fallen into a repetitive routine lately; endless lectures, endless deadlines, same hallways, same exhausted faces beneath fluorescent lights.
Something chaotic would probably wake people up.
Eventually, after far too much discussion and at least three unnecessary arguments, the responsibility of handling the confession wall landed on Ymi.
Who looked deeply betrayed by democracy, “ You people are evil. ”
“ You’re the most trustworthy option, ” Jophiel replied sweetly.
“ That’s worse. ” Despite her complaints, however, there remained the faintest trace of excitement hidden beneath Ymi's reluctance. Because while everyone else would only see anonymous messages…
She would know who sent them. Dangerous knowledge. Wonderful knowledge. Terrible, wonderful knowledge.
By noon, the official confession account had finally posted its announcement. And almost immediately, the entire campus lost its mind.
@confessnow_bro | A.S.U.'s Confession Wall
♡ VALENTINE'S CONFESSION WALL! ♡
ꈍ◡ꈍ
Send your confessions anonymously through the mentioned account's inbox and I'll post it throughout the week!
May or may not expose several situation ships, good luck!!
2,307 Views 265 Retweet 1,963 Likes
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The replies multiplied within minutes.
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>> @Callmecass | Cass
THIS IS GONNA BE INSANENENENE!!
>> @Lingulini | Lingulini
some of u guys need 2 stay anonymous btw
>> @Microspr | Micro
first one to confess to me gets a cookie yipeeee
>> @Fluuxon03 | Fluixon
already sensing disasters rn 🙏🙏
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>> @Saps03 | Saparata
unfortunately hes right
By the next few hours, Ymi’s inbox had become nearly impossible to manage. Confessions flooded endlessly across the account.
Some were sweet. Some horrifying. Some written with enough emotional devastation to qualify as literary works. Others looked typed during active psychological breakdowns.
One confession in particular gained immediate attention…
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@confessnow_bro | A.S.U.'s Confession Wall
CONFESSION BY ANON:
hey joph.. uhm... i have no if u like me but i do..
youve been nothing but kinda ethereal. kind and sweet in ways that make me sick.
happy early valentines day :(
2,625 Views 334 Retweet 1,863 Likes
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The tweet exploded instantly.
Students flooded the replies demanding identities while Jophiel herself sat frozen in the council room staring at the screen,
“ …Ethereal? ” she repeated quietly.
Cass looked delighted, “ Oh my god someone’s DOWN BAD. ”
Jophiel’s cheeks flushed visibly pink, “ Shut up. ”
“ No, actually this is adorable. ”
Meanwhile, several seats away, Flux continued scrolling lazily through the confession account with one arm resting against the table.
He had already received several confessions earlier. An alarming amount, honestly. Some were oddly sincere. Others were clearly written by freshmen with poor decision-making skills.
One person confessed to developing feelings after Flux helped carry boxes during an event setup last semester.
Another simply wrote:
“ ur eyes r scary but in a cool way ”
Flux still wasn’t entirely sure how to process that one. Then another confession appeared. And this time, the entire room noticed immediately.
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@confessnow_bro | A.S.U.'s Confession Wall
CONFESSION FROM ANON, FOR @Fluixon :
hey, mr. vice president.
hope u know ill always be here 4 no matter what, you shouldnt be so oblivious sometimes
i was always here.
and ive liked u for a significant amount of time now
i hope u figure out who i am, for we have known each other for a long time.
happy early valentines day.
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The tweet spread rapidly, tags flooded in almost immediately.
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>> @Callmecass | Cass
FLUXXXX 😭😭 @Fluixon
>> @no1propagandist | Sidefall
crazy
>> @snowb1rd_ | Snow
sounds like saps
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>> @fluuxon03 | Fluixon
it does...
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>> @3belowzero | 3below
doesn't
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>> @Jophiel_ | Jophiel
DONT BRING UP MY BROTHER HERE
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Even the confession account itself tagged him afterward.
Flux blinked slowly at the screen, then reread the confession again.
• Vice President.
• We've known each other for a long time.
• Always here.
His thoughts connected the dots almost instantly.
‘ ...That has to be Saps. ’
I mean, who else called him Vice President that often? Sure, technically a lot of people did. But still. The wording felt suspicious, very suspicious. And honestly, the timing made sense too.
Flux leaned back slightly in his chair, staring at the screen while amusement curled softly at the corner of his mouth. Then he reposted it.
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@fluxoff_03 | lulu 🔒
ik who ts is btw 💔💔
"CONFESSION FROM ANON, FOR @Fluixon :
hey, mr. vice president.
hope u know ill always be here 4 no matter what, you shouldnt be so oblivious sometimes
i was always here.
and ive liked u for a significant amount of time now
i hope u figure out who i am, for we have known each other for a long time.
happy early valentines day."
36 Views 3 Retweet 31 Likes
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Three minutes later:
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>> @sapaa_txt | blob 🔒
oh?
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>> @sapaa_txt | blob 🔒
who do u think it is
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Flux stared at the reply, then smiled faintly to himself before locking his phone without answering.
Across the table, Saparata narrowed his eyes suspiciously. “ What’s that supposed to mean? ”
Flux only shrugged lazily, “ Nothing. ” Which naturally made Saparata even more suspicious.
Later that afternoon, Saparata nearly died laughing. Not quite literally, unfortunately for Flux... but close enough.
He sat curled against his dorm bed with his phone in hand, shoulders shaking violently while one confession after another appeared across his screen.
“ Sweet? ” he repeated between laughter. “ Flux? ”
Snowbird looked up from his desk with visible concern, “ What’s wrong with you? ”
Saparata tried speaking, but failed immediately. Another laugh escaped him before he finally shoved the phone toward Snowbird dramatically.
“ Look at these. ” Snowbird took the phone carefully, then blinked.
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@confessnow_bro | A.S.U.'s Confession Wall
hiiiiiiii fluxx! youre so sweet but im afraid i cant have u :(((
you helped me carry stuff once i hope u remember it, cz i do..
298 Views 12 Retweet 96 Likes
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Another one.
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@confessnow_bro | A.S.U.'s Confession Wall
hey flux did u know that i like u? prob not but i do
261 Views 26 Retweet 86 Likes
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Saparata buried his face briefly into his pillow while laughing again, “ I can’t imagine people actually liking him, ” he managed between broken sentences.
“ Like genuinely. ”
Snowbird snorted softly, “ You sound jealous. ”
Saparata immediately sat up, “ I sound correct. ”
“ Sure. ”
Saparata pointed accusingly toward the screen, “ Sweet? Him? ”
“ Maybe he’s nicer than he acts around you. ”
“ That’s impossible, he's never nice.. ”
Snowbird only hummed thoughtfully afterward while Saparata continued scrolling through the confessions with increasing disbelief.
Honestly... the entire thing felt fabricated. Flux probably made half of them himself, there was no other explanation. Probably!
That same afternoon, Flux texted Thomas while walking across campus toward another student council meeting he absolutely did not want to attend.
The pathways outside remained crowded with students discussing the confession wall. Everywhere he walked, snippets of conversations followed him.
People laughing, guessing identities and planning confessions. Something he wasnt too interested in.
The campus itself felt altered somehow, as though Valentine’s Day had infected the atmosphere directly. Even the air seemed warmer, Flux then glanced down toward his phone again.
--
< Thomas
------------------------------------------------------------------------
did u see the confession wall thing <<
>> unfortunately, yh
the recent confession was kindaaa weird <<
>> which one
the one for me obvi, the one that used 'mr vice president' or yeah <<
>> OH
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...
--
>> nah it sounded fine
you think so? <<
>> yep, completely and definitely normal and not weird
04:16
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Flux slowed slightly near the entrance of the administration building. His brows furrowed faintly, Thomas sounded oddly suspicious.
Though unfortunately for everyone involved, Flux remained too distracted by his own assumptions to notice properly. Because somewhere inside his head, he had already decided who the confession belonged to.
Saparata.
Obviously.
The signs practically arranged themselves, which meant the real sender remained completely unnoticed. Tragically unnoticed.
Finally, another message appeared from Thomas.
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>> anywaay arent u supposd 2 be in the pffice rn
shit <<
>> LOL
bye <<
(04:19) Seen
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Flux shoved his phone back into his pocket afterward before hurrying toward the council room. Completely unaware that somewhere else on campus, Saparata was still laughing over the idea of people falling in love with him. And equally unaware that Flux genuinely believed he was the one behind the confession.
(im over using this movie/poem idk thing yes i have nothing to write so you better play along like i havent used this same thing with different wording 💔)
Morning arrived gradually over the dormitory buildings, not with dramatic golden rays of sunlight pouring through curtains or birds singing outside windows like every movie insisted mornings worked. Real mornings felt quieter than that. Softer (like Saps). The sky beyond the dorm windows remained pale and washed in muted colors while sunlight stretched lazily in dorms cluttered with notebooks, tangled chargers, and clothes that should have been folded days ago.
6:23 AM.
That was what the clock read. Just a few minutes more, and both Saparata and Snow would probably be awake.
Probably.
The room remained still, save for the faint hum of the ceiling fan above and the occasional sound of movement somewhere outside in the hallway. Snow remained asleep on one side of the room while Saparata had somehow managed to wrap himself almost entirely beneath his blankets, buried like he had made a personal decision to avoid reality itself.
Minutes passed slowly.
6:24.
6:26.
6:29.
Then suddenly:
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Snow woke immediately, his entire body jerking upward so suddenly he nearly rolled straight off the bed. He sat there for several seconds with his hair a complete mess and betrayal written across his face, staring into nothing while Saparata’s alarm continued screaming beside him.
"...What. " His voice sounded genuinely offended.
Still half asleep, Snow dragged a hand through his hair before climbing down from bed and making his way toward the small table beside Saparata’s mattress. His socked feet barely made sound against the floor as he reached over without thinking and pressed the button.
Dismiss. Not snooze. Dismiss…. Unfortunately, Snow had absolutely no idea.
He turned afterward and looked down toward the sleeping figure beneath the blankets, expecting at least some sign of life. There was none. Saparata remained completely motionless, face buried into the pillow as though his body had decided consciousness simply wasn't happening today.
Snow stared, then leaned down and tapped his shoulder once. Twice.
" Saps. "
Nothing.
He shook him gently this time, " Saps. "
A groan escaped from somewhere beneath the pillow before Saparata shifted slightly, only to immediately bury himself deeper beneath the blankets.
" Five more minutes… " he mumbled weakly.
Snow blinked, " ...You've said that before. "
" Later, Snow… " Everything came out muffled and slurred together, barely understandable beneath layers of blanket and exhaustion.
Snow stared at him for another few seconds before exhaling quietly through his nose, lingering there as though Saparata might suddenly wake up if he looked annoyed enough.
‘ This guy… ’
Eventually he stepped away, the alarm had been handled. Proooobably. Surely. Everything would work out… absolutely..
Across another section of the dormitory building, Flux had already been awake for a while, deliberately.
Not because he cared about anything in particular, definitely not because he wanted to run into a certain SGA President either.
No. Absolutely not.
Flux stood in front of the mirror adjusting his hoodie for what was probably the third time already, smoothing out wrinkles that barely existed before fixing his hair again. The stubborn purple cowlick near the top of his head continued refusing to cooperate despite his efforts.
He narrowed his eyes, " ...Stay down. "
It didn't. Traitor…
Morning light spilled softly across his reflection, catching against raven hair and pale skin while his amethyst eyes stared back at him with growing suspicion.
He looked fine, completely normal.
Then why had he fixed his appearance three separate times already? There was a very simple answer to that question.
Unfortunately, denial arrived first.
‘ I'm not trying to look attractive to a certain person. No, I'm not. I'm too good for anybody anyway. '
Silence. Obviously, longer silence.
‘ ...Whatever. ’
He grabbed his bag and stepped out from the bathroom, glancing briefly toward Cynikka who remained asleep beneath her blankets with absolutely no intention of existing before seven in the morning. Flux shrugged and left quietly.
...
The hallway outside remained mostly empty. Weak morning sunlight filtered through windows along the third floor while cool air drifted through the building, carrying that strange stillness mornings always had before the campus fully woke up.
The weather felt nice.
Not cold enough to make him regret existing and not warm enough to become annoying either. Just comfortable…?
As Flux walked toward the stairs, movement below caught his attention. Students crossed the campus pathways beneath him in small groups while others walked alone with coffee cups in hand and bags hanging from their shoulders.
6:41 AM.
Still early.
When he reached the second floor and glanced down again, another thought crossed his mind almost immediately.
The SGA office.
Saparata was probably there already.
He usually arrived absurdly early for everything, always doing paperwork or handling something related to student council matters.
Flux clicked his tongue softly and changed direction without much thought.
Not because he wanted to see him.
No, of course not…SHUT UP, MIND!
When Flux finally arrived, he immediately noticed something.
Saparata wasn't there.
Instead, only two people occupied the office.
Jophiel sat leaning back in her chair with one leg crossed over the other while Ymi sat beside her, phone in hand as both seemed deeply invested in whatever discussion had consumed them. Their conversation blended together with occasional laughter while papers and plans for the upcoming Valentine's event remained scattered over the table.
" ...No, because if people start trauma dumping on the confession wall.. I'm discontinuing it, " Ymi complained, staring at her phone.
Jophiel snorted. " You're acting like you weren't smiling while checking submissions yesterday. "
" I wasn't smiling. "
" You literally kicked your feet. "
Ymi looked offended.
Flux simply walked over and dropped his bag beside his chair before slumping down, " ...Morning. "
Neither looked up immediately, " Morning. "
" Morning, Vice President. " Then they continued talking.
" ...Anyway, I personally think we should add a kissing booth by tomorrow, " Jophiel said as she absentmindedly spun a pen between her fingers. " It's already sad enough we won't celebrate on Saturday. Good thing the Chancellor actually remembered students are suffering and made it a holiday. "
Flux blinked.
‘ A kissing booth? ’ His expression shifted slightly.
‘ She wanted a kissing booth? I mean sure, I guess... as long as no one sets a trap on me… ’
He leaned back in his chair before his eyes drifted toward another chair nearby.
Saparata's chair….empty.
Usually by now the President would've already been sitting there with his laptop open while acting like the world rested entirely on his shoulders. Maybe he'd be scrolling through documents. Maybe pretending not to care while teasing everyone every few minutes.
But right now… nothing.
‘ Hm. Surprised he isn't here yet. ‘
Silence lingered for a moment before another thought crossed his mind.
‘ Heh... I'll sit on his chair. ‘
And so he did, without shame and hesitation. He dragged himself over and dropped into Saparata's seat like he owned it.
Jophiel looked over, Ymi looked over. They
both looked… and stared. So, Flux stared back.
Several seconds passed, " ...What? " he asked.
Ymi narrowed her eyes slightly, " ...Nothing. "
Jophiel slowly turned back around, " ...Absolutely nothing. "
And somehow that felt WORSE. Still, they returned to their conversation afterward
…
Time passed gradually after that, the members arrived one after another while chairs scraped against floors and discussions slowly filled the room. Soon enough Micro arrived, then Schpood, Cass, Cynikka, Sidefall, Lingulini and eventually nearly everyone else.
By 7:47 AM the office had grown much louder.
Papers were spread over tables, people interrupted one another every few minutes, and several conversations somehow existed at once.
Except one person still hadn't arrived.
Saparata.
" ...So anyway, " Ymi said while tapping against the table, " about the kissing booth thing. "
Their heads lifted, Schpood immediately looked horrified. " I don't think that's appropriate. "
Silence, everyone stared…
Schpood sat there with complete seriousness.
" ...How? " Cass asked.
" ...It's inappropriate. "
Jophiel slowly raised an eyebrow, " ...Schpood. "
" No, because think about it. "
" ...Schpood. "
" ... "
" ... "
He actualy gave in to Jophiel.
" ...I'm not shy. "
" THERE IT IS. "
The room erupted. Meanwhile Flux laughed along with everyone else, but every few moments his eyes wandered toward the door.
Still nothing…Strange. VERY strange.
Because Saparata wasn't usually late, actually no. Late wasn't even the right word, Saparata treated responsibilities like they personally held his family hostage.
So where was he? Not that Flux cared. Obviously.
There simply existed an unpleasant tightness somewhere beneath his ribs, subtle enough to ignore if he wished to lie to himself. And Flux happened to be very talented at lying to himself…
Meanwhile.., Saparata had just woken up suddenly and violently.
His eyes opened slowly before he stared toward the ceiling with complete peace.
‘ Morning, how nice. Still early too probably, maybe around six. ’
He rolled over lazily, Snow wasn't there.
‘ Hm. Weird. ’ Then he reached for his phone.
7:50 AM.
Absolute silence.
Then…
" ...WHAT. " Saparata practically launched himself upward.
‘ No, no, no nonono— ’
He scrambled out of bed so quickly his blanket nearly followed him onto the floor, one second later he had already disappeared into the bathroom.
Absolute disaster followed…
Toothbrush, shower, hair, clothes, laptop. Everything blurred together. And by the time he finished getting dressed and rushed back out while shoving things into his bag, his phone read:
7:58 AM.
" ...Snow. " Pause, " ...SNOW. "
" WHY DIDN'T HE WAKE ME UP?! " Saparata shoved his shoes on without tying them and rushed out the door, his hoodie strings bounced wildly with every step while he practically flew down the stairs.
Students stared, someone moved out of the way, someone else looked terrified (i also do not have an idea why)
Saparata ignored all of them, because if there was one thing he absolutely refused to become… It was getting late.
Back inside the office discussions continued until suddenly:
BANG!
The door swung open, conversation stopped instantly and everyone turned.
And there stood Saparata panting, hair slightly messy, shoulders slumped, bag hanging halfway off one shoulder, looking completely awful…
Silence consumed the room, nobody spoke and moved.
Micro blinked first, " ...Bro? " another blink. " You good? "
Saparata stared back, nothing. Then he slowly walked toward his seat, only to stop. Because Flux was sitting there… silence.
Flux looked up, Saparata looked down.
“ ...Move. ”
“ ...No. ”
“ Move. ”
“ Nope. ”
“ ..Vice President. ”
“ ...President. ”
“ ..MOVE. ”
“ Make me. ”
The others immediately looked away.
Nope, not today! Absolutely not!
Saparata simply stared at him with complete exhaustion before dropping into the chair beside him instead, or specifically where the STUPID Vice President was supposed to sit.
Flux bit his tongue, hard. Because his hair was messy, not horribly messy or enough to look ridiculous. Just enough to make him look...
‘ No. Nope. ’
‘ FLUX, WHY ARE YOU ALWAYS LIKE THIS???? HE LOOKS STUPID AT BEST! ‘ He questioned himself quietly.
" Sooo… " Cass suddenly said loudly, " ...where were we? "
Everyone immediately understood.
Save his patience, save the Vice President, save everyone…
From what? Oh uhm… from the President giving all the paperwork to each of them which none of them found interesting!
" Oh right! " Jophiel cleared her throat dramatically before sitting straighter, " Kissing booth. "
Saparata frowned immediately, " ...What. "
He swore he denied that suggestion yesterday,why was it.. getting brought up again?!!
Then Sidefall explained, then Ymi explained, and so did Cass. Then somehow everyone explained.
Saparata looked more confused every ten seconds, eventually he sighed.. opened his bag and pulled his laptop out.
" ...Fine. " An eye roll was what they received, but hey at least he did accept!
Discussion resumed, and while everyone talked… Flux looked over. Then looked again, unfortunately he had looked at him for the third time.
Oh, there he was again. Staring at the President, why couldn't he look away anyway??! It's just his President, not much at all!
Saparata sat with one hand against his cheek while typing lazily across his keyboard, cream colored hair falling slightly over his eyes after running around campus earlier.
His expression remained tired, still...
‘He looks kinda—(grr delusional flux)’
Micro suddenly looked over, arrowed his eyes. Then looked at Flux, then to his brother. Then back at the Vice President who was staring at the President.
" ...Yo, Flux. "
Flux froze, " Hm?.. "
" ...You're staring at my brother. "
Silence.
" ..Huh? "
Micro pointed, directly and accusingly. " ...Are you planning to do something to my precious, innocent older brother? "
Flux nearly ascended, " H-HUH?? NO?! "
That smile, that nervous smile… rare.
Micro gasped dramatically, " YOU ARE. "
" I'M NOT. "
" YOU WERE STARING. "
" I WASN'T. "
" YOU WANNA DO SOMETHING. "
" I DON'T— "
" Stop it. " Saparata hadn't even looked up, not once. Even after he interrupted the two he just continued typing.
Cynikka snorted, " Haha, looks like the President doesn't really care. "
Saparata still didn't respond, because honestly? He was exhausted, and he was very grateful everyone had somehow forgotten he arrived nearly two hours late.
Then Schpood suddenly looked up, " ...So, who's volunteering for the kissing booth? "
Everyone looked at each other.
" … "
" … "
" … "
" Oh… " Jophiel said, " ...Right. "
Who was volunteering?
Then Cass slowly raised a hand, " ...What if we let the campus vote online? "
A pause… hmm..
Everyone immediately agreed. Everyone.
Except Saparata looked deeply skeptical, because why not let people volunteer normally? Still… Everyone agreed already.
So he sighed, " ...Fine. ”
@AculonStateU | Aculon State University
📢 SGA VALENTINE'S EVENT ANNOUNCEMENT!
In celebration of Valentine's Week, students may now vote for who they'd like to see volunteer at our upcoming KISSING BOOTH event tomorrow 💌
Vote wisely.
Please remember this is for fun.
Do not start wars.
2,890 Views 198 Retweets 2,409 Likes
>> @Thomas5200 | Thomas
voting and praying 🙏🙏
>> @student | student
FLUX.
>> @student | student1
JOPHIEL PLEASE
>> @student | student2
THOMAS HELLO???
>> @student | student3
PRESIDENT SAPARATA 👅👅👅
>> @student | student4
WHY IS SAPS LOWK WINNING
>> @Microspr | Micro
whoever voted my brother and sister count your days
>> @hehymi_9 | Ymi !
oh this is gonna become a disaster ;))
And unfortunately… disaster had already begun……
That same afternoon, after discussions had ended and chairs had scraped against the floor one after another as everyone returned to their dorms, Sidefall finally posted the announcement through the school's account.
The office had already emptied by then. Papers had been shoved into bags, unfinished conversations continued in hallways, and the chaos of the Student Government Association slowly dispersed throughout campus.
At first, everything seemed normal. Five minutes passed, then ten. Suddenly… The comments exploded again. Not gradually or politely. Exploded, metaphorically.
Students apparently had far too much free time because replies began multiplying beneath the post faster than anyone could process.
Some students suggested friends, some nominated upperclassmen, some clearly wanted drama (same)…
Unfortunately for one exhausted Student Government President, a very specific name kept appearing.
Saps.
Saparata.
President Saps.
white hair guy from the sga office.
SAPS PLEASEEEE I BEGGGG
And somehow, against all odds… Saparata won. By a lot, by an absolutely humiliating amount.
Flux stared at his screen, linked. Then stared again, " ...Huh. "
His brows lifted slightly, that... surprised him. Not because Saparata wasn't popular. No, Saps was ridiculously popular next to Flux. But Flux had genuinely assumed he'd win, I mean come on.
The most popular person in the SGA, the Vice President. More popular than Saps apparently!
He's ‘not’ being arrogant… or anything. It's just that, people practically confessed to him through walls now. So why… Why Saps?
Flux leaned back in his chair and rested his cheek against one hand, absentmindedly tapping a finger against the desk with his free hand while paperwork sat spread before him.
Unfinished paperwork, stupid paperwork, paperwork he definitely wasn't paying attention to anymore.
‘ Huh. Saps in the kissing booth? ’
‘ Interesting '
For some reason, the image immediately appeared inside his head.
Saparata sitting there, people lining up and smiling, leaning closer. Hm. Heh, he imagined the horrified look of Saps. He could probably make fun of that… he'd probably lose instantly with one tease from him after…
But Flux paused.
‘ ... ’
His pen stopped moving, almost immediately.
Why was he imagining that???!!
He clicked his tongue and returned his attention toward paperwork. Unfortunately his interest in becoming Vice President had dramatically decreased over the past several minutes, student leadership was definitely a scam.
Then suddenly:
BZZT.
His phone lit up.
Once, twice, again… then again… and again..
Messages, a lot of messages.
Flux narrowed his eyes before reaching over.
SGA GC.
Of course, of course it's them. Who would've thought.
The group chat immediately looked like complete chaos 🙏🙏… (lol)
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< weird ahh gc (sga...)
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>> Sidefall: IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT 🚨🚨
>> Sidefall: saparata won the kissing booth thing
>> Cass: HELP 😭😭😭
>> Ymi: NO WAY LMAOOOO
>> Micro: BRO??????
>> Jophiel: my precious little brother is finally finding true love
>> Jophiel: this is beautiful
>> Schpood: Congratulations.
>> Cynikka: condolences
>> Lingulini: 👍
>> Fluixon: surprising
>> Fluixon: thought id win considering im more popular in the sga
>> Jophiel: shut up vice president this is abt my baby
>> Cass: bro made this about himself in under 4 seconds, main character syndrome fr 🙏🙏
>> Micro: unbelievable
>> Ymi: genuinely impressive lol
--
The messages continued flooding upward, new notifications arrived before old ones could even be read.
And several minutes later: Saparata finally came online, then it somehow became worse.
--
>> Saparata: ????
>> Saparata: WHAT
>> Saparata: WHAT??????
>> Saparata: NO
>> Saparata: ABSOLUTELY NOT
>> Saparata: SIDEFALL DELETE IT
>> Saparata: DISCONTINUE IT
>> Micro: bro u lit agreed to ts 😭
>> Cass: volunteered means volunteered
>> Ymi: sorry president
>> Jophiel: dont be shy lil bro
>> Jophiel: go find love, aww i already imagine u being w sum1 🫶🫶
>> Saparata: I'M LEAVING THIS GC
>> Saparata: SIDEFALL DELETE IT
>> Schpood: i think this is inappropriate 🤓👆
>> Cass: SCHPOOD IT ISNT 🙏🙏
>> Cynikka: acceptance stage comes after denial btw
>> Fluixon: LOL
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Flux physically laughed, actually laughed. Not that loud, but enough. Probably. He immediately opened private messages afterward because honestly… This opportunity practically delivered itself.
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< Saps (pres 🤷)
------------------------------------------------------------------------
congrats pres <<
hope u find true love <<
>> shut up
dw im rooting for u <<
>> im blocking you
maybe you'll finally stop being annoying after romance changes u <<
>> maybe YOU should volunteer
campus chose u not me <<
>> shut up
>> i won besides being 2nd popular
lol so i AM the most popular one? ur shorter btw soo <<
>> its lit just 2 inches you cannot be srs, u arrogant ass 🙏🙏
at least im not a ghoster 🖕🖕 <<
(05:21) Seen
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Seen… again Nothing after that, no typing, no insult and no reply.
Flux stared at the screen, then waited.
A few seconds passed.
Still nothing.
His brows furrowed slightly.
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Seen……
‘ Wow. Saps was genuinely the biggest ghoster I'd ever talked to. ’
He set his phone down beside the paperwork before staring toward the unfinished papers again, pen still resting loosely between his fingers.
Stupid paperwork, stupid Student Government, stupid kissing booth. And stupid Saparata for somehow managing to disappear from conversations whenever he felt like it!!!
As Saps continued having an internal crisis over the kissing booth votes and his rapidly approaching downfall, the dorm room door suddenly creaked open.
The president lazily turned his head from where he lay sprawled across his bed, one arm over his forehead and his phone resting on his chest.
There stood Snow, back from wherever he'd disappeared to with Thomas, Newkid, Gotoga and the rest of his friends that Saparata did not give a single fuck about.
The moment Saps saw him, his expression immediately twisted. He sat up properly and narrowed his eyes. Then glared, hard.
Snow blinked, " ...Bro? " He slowly kicked off his shoes near the doorway before staring back. " Why are you glaring at me like I committed a crime? "
He closed the door with his foot and tossed his bag onto his bed before turning back.
Saps looked genuinely offended, " What do you mean why?! "
His brows furrowed even deeper, " You left earlier WITHOUT waking me up!! "
Snow stared, " ...What? " a pause. " Yo, I literally woke you up like... four times. " He pointed at himself, " Four. So, what do you mean without?! "
Saps looked confused, then offended again. " WHAT?? THEN WHY DIDN'T I WAKE UP?! "
" THAT SOUNDS LIKE A YOU PROBLEM! "
" WELL YOU STILL LEFT ME! "
" I WAS GONNA BE LATE! " Lie, completely a lie. Snow had arrived nearly an hour and thirty minutes early.
Saps looked away dramatically and crossed his arms over his chest, still maintaining the appearance of someone deeply wronged by society.
Though beneath all of that… there was a tiny fragment of embarrassment slowly crawling beneath his pride. Because if Snow actually did wake him four times… then that meant he'd blamed him for absolutely nothing.
Unfortunately, his pride possessed the survival instincts of a feral cat. Admitting fault wasn't happening, " Whatever, bro. "
Snow sighed before collapsing onto his bed still wearing the clothes he wore outside, " I don't care anymore. "
Saps clicked his tongue and looked away, " ...Still your fault. "
" ...HOW?? " No response, Snow just stared at the ceiling. " ...Unbelievable. ”
Morning eventually arrived, and thankfully Saps woke up early this time.Yesterday had already damaged his dignity enough, he wasn't interested in experiencing that disaster twice.
The pale morning light spilled through the curtains while Saps stood in front of the mirror fixing the black tie around his neck. He adjusted the collar of his dress shirt carefully before pausing.
‘ ...Huh. Wait. ’
He looked down.
This wasn't his, this was Micro's. He'd borrowed it almost a year ago for something formal and apparently never returned it.
He stared for a second, " ...Fits. " Perfect size too, interesting.
Then suddenly… his brain remembered. The kissing booth… the realization hit with the force of a moving train.
His shoulders stiffened. There was an unpleasant tightness beneath his ribs, subtle enough to ignore if he wished to lie to himself.
Unfortunately for him… he has been very bad at lying to himself lately.
Saps slowly stared at his reflection, " ...Saps. "
Silence.
" ...You're about to have an ungodly kiss count today. " His expression immediately soured. Because honestly… he hadn't kissed anyone since high school.
And if things had gone according to plan, he would've preferred waiting until marriage. Or dating. Or literally anything other than sitting at a booth while strangers lined up. Or anything reasonable!
He sighed heavily and glanced outside, it was 6:18 AM…
Then,his eyes slowly moved toward Snow. Still asleep, blanket half hanging off the bed, hair messy and his breathing was peaceful.
Saps stared, he narrowed his eyes.
...
‘ Oh. Payback. ‘
A smile appeared, a terrible smile.
His footsteps padded softly across the room as he grabbed his bag and quietly sat beside the doorway to wear his shoes. He tied them carefully, stood, dusted imaginary wrinkles from his pants. Then opened the door.
Fresh morning air immediately brushed against his face, perfect weather and perfect revenge.
He closed the door softly behind him and left. Without waking up Snow. Heh.
When Saps arrived at the SGA office, he immediately realized someone had beaten him to being early. Again.
And unfortunately… that someone was the Vice President. Saps closed the door and rolled his eyes before stopping.
...
‘ Wait, no. ’
His eye twitched, because there sat Fluixon. Again. On his chair. Again!!!!
" Morning, president. " Flux greeted him with a smile entirely too innocent to be trusted.
" Looks like you aren't late this time, hm? " A pause, then a smirk. " But it appears I was still earlier than you. "
Saps stared, slowly… very slowly—smiled, " Really? "
Flux blinked, Saps walked closer. " That's funny. " Another step, " Because usually people that sit in my seat are desperately seeking my attention. "
Silence, Flux froze immediately. Pink climbed toward his ears, " What?! "
Saps tilted his head, " Aww? " Another step, " You wanted attention that badly? "
Flux's face instantly heated, " Shut up. "
Saps looked thoughtful, " Hm... I didn't know Vice Presidents missed me this much. "
Flux turned even redder, " SHUT UP. "
Saps leaned closer, close enough to watch the panic forming across the raven-haired vice president's face.
He flopped on the seat where the stupid Vice President was suppeosd to be sitting and rested his cheek against one hand, if his usual teasing wasnt working then why not try a different approach? " Get out of my seat, love. "
...
Flux's brain crashed, blue screen, error, system failure…
He stared, Saps stared back.
" You're insufferable. " Weak, very weak.
Saps smiled, " Oh? That's all? " Then tilted his head, " Dear, you're getting more paperwork. "
Flux looked horrified, SO horrified. Then Saps squeezed one of his cheeks.
‘Damn, my hand's gonna burn.’
' This guy is genuinely becoming a human stove. ’
Flux immediately froze before grabbing Saps' wrist and pulling his hand away, grip tight enough to complain but nowhere near painful.
He looked away, still pink. Still warm. Still losingggg..
" Stop trying to tease me, Saps. "
Saps raised a brow, " Aww. " he crossed one leg over the other beneath the desk. " You started it. "
Flux narrowed his eyes, " ...At least I don't have an upcoming kissing booth scheduled. "
...
Direct hit.
Saps' smile disappeared instantly, " ...Excuse me? "
Flux noticed, and because he lacked survival instincts… he continued. " I'll pray for your lips. "
Another pause. " Actually nevermind. Too many people. " Saps stared, longer. Longer. Longer. Then frowned deeply.
Flux had finally calmed down. Unfortunately… he got brave, " Hope they disinfect the booth after. "
" … " Then Flluixon received a groan. Then suddenly, Saps grabbed Flux's shoulder.
" MOVE. "
" NO. "
" MOVE..! "
" YOU AND YOUR STUPID ASS CAN SIT THERE. "
" WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN?! I'M GIVING YOU MORE PAPERWORK. "
" ARE YOU ASKING FOR A FIGHT?! " Flux immediately grabbed Saps by his necktie and glared, Saps glared back.
Intensity. Tension. Murder—
" FLUX WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO MY PRECIOUS BROTHER?! "
Micro, of course. They had been so focused on insulting each other that they hadn't noticed the representative entering.
Micro looked horrified, he then pointed dramatically at Flux. " ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL HIM?! "
" YOU'RE SO EVIL! " Micro rushed over and immediately yanked Flux's hand away, then pulled Saps behind him. " SAPS?? " Micro inspected him dramatically, " ARE YOU OKAY?? "
Saps blinked, then glanced toward Flux. " ...Yeah. " A pause, " But he's being a complete jerk. "
" EXCUSE ME?! " Flux yelled, " You literally—! "
" SHUT UP FLUX. " Micro pointed once again, " This isn't about you! "
Silence, again. Flux looked offended beyond words.
Meanwhile… Saps looked toward him. Then slowly grinned.
‘ I'll still win. ’
He cleared his throat immediately afterward and returned to a neutral expression.
Across from him, Flux narrowed his eyes.
Because somehow… somehow… Saparata looked way too proud of himself right now. And honestly? That irritated Fluixon more than it should've.