You were devastated when the day to go back to school finally came. It wasn’t that bad, though—most of your classmates from last year were still with you since you stayed in the same course.

It was your first day back, and already, you could feel eyes watching you. The room was calm at first when you walked in—quiet, even. But chaos broke out during the election for class officers. Hands were flying everywhere as people shouted out names. You didn’t think much of it; you already figured the usual people would get chosen again. After all, they had the experience.

Then suddenly, someone raised their hand and nominated you for president. Just one word—but the pressure hit like a truck. You turned and saw who it was: one of your ex-enemies. Of course, it had to be him. You fired back, nominating him for vice president.

And just like that, with no resistance, the class confirmed you both.

Later, during your canteen break, you were walking through the hallway. It felt weird—quiet, not many students around. That’s when someone suddenly grabbed you, yanked you into an empty classroom, slammed the door shut, and pinned you to stop you from leaving.

"You think that was funny?" he snapped.

You scoffed. "Don’t act like you weren’t the one who started it."

He tilted his head, eyes sharp. "Oh really? You think I was joking? I’m done with the games."

"Then why nominate me?"

He leaned in closer, tension crackling in the air.

And then— Footsteps echoed outside. The door handle rattled. You both froze.