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5th of February 2026 - Thursday
10:42 AM
“You realised you haven’t made things any better?”
[EGGCHAN]
Eggchan usually wasn’t the type to share secrets to anyone. He was the guy you would go to for literally anything, and I mean anything, kind hearted, patient, and was the most trustworthy guy in the whole school. You'd be surprised at the amount of secrets he holds to the point that people call him 'the angel of the school'. So it was quite surprising to find himself in a dilemma like this.
Like usual, Chinese class got so boring to the point Egg had nothing better to do but to ask to go to the bathroom as a way to ditch even a few minutes of class. I mean like you can't blame him! Who doesn't do this??
He took his damn sweet time walking to the boys bathroom, hearing the satisfying clinks from his shoes with every step he took on the glossed stone floor, peering into every classroom possible.
After walking across the hallway, a few stares from students in the classrooms, some he recognised but didn’t remember the name of and some he was quite close with. At the last classroom, he saw a blonde boy with a sunflower clipped to the side of his hair, waving gleefully as Egg walked past. Egg, of course, waved back with a soft smile which the blonde one returned with an even wider smile.
After his small interaction with Rejoice, he made his way down the stairs outside, feeling the immediate harsh wind of winter’s fury. Egg scuttled from one building to the other as fast as he could, not wanting to stay outside in the wind, reaching the boys bathroom on the lowest floor of the M block. Usually it was closed, a teacher would be standing there like a god damn police on a public holiday pay rise, but today it was somehow just…empty.
As he reached for the door handle of the bathroom and pulled it open, he noticed something was awfully off. The unusual smell of a faint sweet and unmistakably artificial aroma lingered in the air with the mix of the usual scent of disinfectant and damp paper towels that filled the bathrooms.
“Did someone leave a strawberry smoothie in here or something? Jeezus the smell is getting stronger.” He thought to himself.
Egg stared at himself in the mirror as he walked forwards, about to turn right on the corner to the cubicles, trying to uncover the source of the mysterious and disgusting scent.
When he turned, the intensity of the aroma increased dramatically making Egg almost cover his nose with his hands. He saw the empty cubicles and a blurry figure leaning against the wall first, clearly holding something he shouldn’t have, followed by a panicked motion from the man as he slid it down into his pocket.
Flamefrags stood up straight, clearing his throat before slowly walking past Egg, as if nothing had happened. The smoky smell followed him like a trail of bees. Egg stood in total shock. This was THE Flamefrags, his best friend’s biggest rival, the basketball god, the guy that 99% of the girls and guys in this grade (and probably others too) are head over heels for. Out of all people, Egg didn’t expect Flame to be one of THOSE people...
Egg rubbed his exposed eye hard (the other hidden behind his hair), trying to properly process what just happened.
That wasn’t… a vape… was it?
Egg was desperately trying to trick his brain to believe something else as the sound of the bathroom door being shut echoed inside the space. Shit. I can’t keep this to myself… After staring into space at the spot Flame once stood for far too long, Egg checked his watch. Oh fuck. I’m taking too long, the teacher is gonna kill me…
5th of February 2026 - Thursday
11:18 AM
“Nonetheless, it was bound to happen eventually, regardless if it was me or not.”
[WEMMBU]
The bell ran as humanities FINALLY ended and Wemmbu pushed his skinny physique past the crowd, typing in his locker password, that totally was not 8 digits long despite the teachers saying to only make your locker password 6 digits max, but hey he had a good reason! That reason being people like Flame raiding his locker, rushing from the lockers outside of the canteen to the middle floor of M block to the stairs leading down to the lowest level, where his best friend, Egg’s locker was.
The second he ran over to Egg at his locker, he knew something was up. Egg never wore a dull expression. As they walked towards the Wellbeing house, to the little area just outside of the small one-storey building, the one place you were actually allowed to use your laptop, play games, and the one place where people didn’t dare bother them because of the amount of teachers around the area, Rejoice walks past, frantically waving at the two.
Wemmbu pauses to try to speak to him but Egg quickly protests as he grabs Wemmbu’s arms, practically dragging the shorter one past the large glass doors connecting the M block to outside. Wemmbu can’t help but awkwardly shout “Sorry!” Behind him as he’s dragged away.
Okay, something definitely happened. Egg never acted so impulsively, maybe except that one time when they randomly announced that year 8s would be doing exams (our grade) and he absolutely crashed out.
“The fuck? Egg what’s going on?” Wemmbu’s face morphed from confusion to annoyance to worrisome in just the span of 10 seconds. Eggchan’s face remained expressionless, but his one visible ocean blue eye hinted something bad happened.
No, scrap that.
Something dangerous had happened.
“Egg…you’re scaring me-” Wemmbu started before the other cut in.
“I saw Flame vaping in the toilets. The boys’ one opposite my locker.”
“You…sure?”
“Positive,” The taller boy looked the shorter boy dead in the eye. Blue met with yellow. Seconds passed by in the silence before Egg spoke again.
“So…fucking...positive,” he whispered.
Eggchan rarely cursed aloud, the first time was when he realised Wemmbu wasn’t in his class and second was when that same year 8 test randomly popped up. The third and most recent one was when he figured out after the test he got 2 questions wrong. So many people wondered if a demon possessed him at that time.
Now it was the fourth time, and Wemmbu’s doubt had vanished.
“When…,” the purple-haired boy uttered hoarsely, “when was this?”
“So…during Chinese, which would make it second period for you, it got boring and I finished all my work so I asked to go to the toilet. The teacher loves me anyway so she let me go without hesitation,” Eggchan replied softly, “I walked in and let me tell you, it smelled horrible, utterly horrific like someone was mixing strawberry gatorade with ashes. Wemmbu, I have never smelt anything worse I tell you.”
The white-haired boy took a deep breath again before continuing, “and then I turned the corner, the scent strengthened, and that’s when I saw him. The mighty ol’ Flame leaning against the wall, inhaling that little thing like his life depended on it.”
“So… the rumours are real…” Wemmbu mumbled to himself, looking away from Egg, refusing to make eye contact. He didn’t know why his heart lurched at this information (nah he does). All he knew was that this was not good.
5th of February 2026 - Thursday
10:38 AM
“Bro. I was crying about who snitched on me while you were comforting me
and telling me it's okay and lied to my face. You literally hugged me.”
[FLAMEFRAGS]
Skipping again. As always. Bro who the fuck actually wants to do humanities. Plus the teacher is like so ass.
Flame leaned against the cold bathroom wall as he took out his ‘anxiety pen’, yearning for the euphoric sensation of the familiar vapour filling his lungs as he inhaled. A sigh of relief slipped out of his throat as all the thoughts from last night’s family drama dispersed, being replaced by the distractions of the strong, strawberry flavour of the device.
A rush of alertness coursed through him, cleansing the prolonged exhaustion throughout his body. All his arguments with his mother he would never dare tell a soul slowly faded into the background of his mind, muffled by the sweet haze hanging in the air.
Flame tilted his head back against the wall and slowly exhaled a puff of vapour when suddenly, a head came swinging around the corner as a white haired boy stepped foot parallel to Flame.
Flame shoved the vape into his pocket as fast as he possibly could, praying Egg didn’t see anything. Egg stood there, looking dumbfounded.
“What in the world-?” Eggchan seemed to say as Flame rushed past the boy, hand already on the door handle of the bathroom door, finding his way to a hidden spot at the back of the school.
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
Flame wanted to scream as loud as he possibly could, until his voice box physically gave up. “Bro bro bro bro bro bro” He mumbled as his brain went into panic mode before calming down. “Bro it should be fine… I hope... It's Eggchan. Like, he probably won’t tell anyone.” He convinced himself before taking a deep breath, closing his eyes, waiting for the metallic sound of the bell for recess to resound. If the boy were to spill…well Flame was going to have a complicated problem in his hands…