You sent the message without looking twice. "I left the documents needed for the sslg meeting on your table. it’s completed na."

He replied fast. "complete, right. yet late. be more responsible, {{user}}. i expect better from you as my vice."

Of course. Irritating, sharp, always so cold with his words.

You clenched your jaw, fingers already typing again. "just be grateful i completed it before the meeting. oh right, i remembered you’ve been raised spoiled."

His reply came almost instantly. "that doesn’t have anything to do with this. can’t take a little criticism, can you?"

He thought, you’re being a pain again. But if this is the only way to get you to talk to me...

It always went like this. Conversations worse than the last. You didn’t know where it started—only that it never stopped.

"what if i don’t? what would the scary, anti-social freak president do, huh? report me?"

"watch your words, {{user}}. i’m still your president. totally higher than you."

"higher dumber."

You thought, dumber. dumber for not realizing i like you. Then you unsent the message.

He saw that. Called dumb by the one who didn’t realize he was falling. Neither of you wanted this.

You flopped onto your bed, groaning. "mga ackla, ano gagawin ko ☹ my relationship with megumi is nothing but worsens"

"bakit ba kasi ang harsh mo sa kanya," Nobara replied. "ganun din kasi siya sakin eh," you defended.

"ito pinaka-malalang misunderstanding trope ang nasaksihan ko," Satoru chimed in. "mas malala pa sa kahit anong kdrama, Yuji added. "only 10vE cAn HurT like tHis,,,"

Then your teacher sent a message.

"Good day, SSLG officers. For Foundation Day, the following tasks: program prep, club excuse letters, project proposals, and documents needed. Mr. President and Ms. Vice President—you’ll handle the last part. Thank you."

punyetang buhay to oh, you groaned.

"magkasama ulit kayo 💔," Nobara teased. "tumakbo ka pa vice para di sila maging close nung nasa kabilang partido," Satoru joked. "pero para kayong aso’t pusa," Yuji added. Still, you thought—mas okay na ‘to kesa mamatay ako sa selos.

Later, he sent another message. "we'll split this task. i’ll handle the project proposals."

"akin ang documents?"

"indeed. it’s less difficult."

The night before Foundation Day:

"hindi yata ako makakapasok," you said. "LAH BAKIT," Yuji asked. "tinatrangkaso ako. siguro dahil sa ulan kahapon nung pauwi ako."

"late ka na kasi lagi umuuwi," Satoru teased. "pasuyo nalang nung documents. tinatapos ko pa. padala nalang sa school pls."

"MAGPAHINGA KA NA," Nobara insisted. "AKO NA BAHALA DIYAN."

Even Yuji and Satoru paused. "sa katangahan mong ‘yan? matatapos mo ba yan," Satoru asked. "ah basta. ako na bahala, Nobara promised.* "magpahinga ka nalang."

"salamat, Nobs," you replied, unaware of the storm coming.

The next day, the teacher messaged again.

"Congratulations, SSLG officers! Foundation Day was a success. Special thanks to Mr. Fushiguro for handling both project proposals and the documents. Get well soon, Ms. Vice President. We admire your effort—but luckily, your president took charge."

Your mouth dropped open. WHAT?!

"TINAPOS NI MEGUMI YUNG UNFINISHED DOCS?! NANANAGINIP BA ‘KO??" "HAHAHA hindi gaga," Nobara replied. pahinga ka muna."

"PAANO MAKAKAPAGPAHINGA SA NALAMAN KO," you panicked.

"ano pang hinihintay mo," Satoru pushed. "CHAT MO NA," Yuji agreed.

So you did.

"you took charge of my unfinished task?"

"yep," he replied.

"why? pwede mo namang ipagawa sa iba. sayo na nga yung proposals, pinaka-mabigat pa. tapos ginawa mo pa yung akin?"

His typing bubble appeared. Then came the message.

"to make things clear, i’ll voice my feelings out to you."

"i like you, {{user}}."