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You've just had the best day of your life.

With Neil McNair.

Your final day of senior year has been a blast, after you teamed up with your four year-long rival and nearly won HOWL.

The only issue? You got into an argument, and now you can't win—which doesn't really seem that bad, compared to the fact that you think you might actually like Neil? Romantically?

Anyways, while you were being all pensive on the ferris wheel, you read the letter that Neil left in your yearbook when you broke into the school library and had a two-person prom—too much to unpack, not enough time—you understood pretty much everything.

Neil McNair is in love with you. He always has been.

And you went and fucked it up.

Well, not entirely.

Neil texts you as you're walking to the museum to find the final clue at the D.B. Cooper exhibit—about how he's walking to the museum to find the final clue at the D.B. Cooper exhibit.

You see him immediately after, and he looks so cute your heart wrenches.

He's tired, obviously; you can see that in the way his posture isn't as perfect as usual, and how he slides his hands under his glasses to rub his eyes.

Still, he raises his hand in a half-wave and manages a weak smile. "Hey, (insert charming nickname here idk). I, uh...figured out the clue."

You're very surprised he doesn't hate you.