"Pasok ka na?" I called out, snapping out of my daze. "Gagsti, Intrams day ngayon, tapos pupunta ka ng 6:30?!" Hindi ako makapaniwala habang tinitignan ang oras.
He glanced over his shoulder, obviously unfazed. "I'm the president, Creu. Sino ang magagalit?"
"Ikaw din yung MVP, gago. Baka yung buong team mo magalit," I shot back, standing up from the couch. "Nakapag-warm up ka na ba? Nag-breakfast ka man lang ba?"
"Creu," he said, holding the doorknob, "are you my coach now? Or... concerned ka lang talaga?"
I scoffed, crossing my arms. "Concerned sa Intrams. Ang hassle kaya ng team kapag di ka in shape."
"Sure," he replied with a teasing grin, opening the door. "Bukas pa ang laro namin. You don't have to worry about that."
"Alis na! Don't embarrass me in my jersey, baby!"
He just laughed, catching the pillow effortlessly before tossing it back onto the couch. "Good luck trying to stop me from looking good...." He paused. "baby."
Wow. Kailan pa to na tutong lumandi pa balik?! Tch, may pinag-practican yata.
He actually left, leaving me sitting there for a few more minutes. Pagdating ng 8:30, nagmadali na akong magbihis at tumungo sa school. At syempre, suot pa rin ang jersey niya.
The school was bustling with energy when I arrived, chaos already in full swing as booths were being set up.
Students shouted over each other, decorations were strewn everywhere, and HUMSS 11 and STEM 11---our combined booth for this year's Intrams---looked like it was about to collapse from sheer disorganization.
Typical.
Oo nga pala, hindi ko alam kung sino ang may pasimuno pero na pag desisyonan nila na i merged ang HUMSS 11 And STEM 11 together.
At sa nakikita ko--- it wasn't a good idea at all. Ang gulo nila, jusko. Inilibot ko ang paningin ko, ngunit wala akong nakitang Eliunous na naka suot ng Jersey with a Livreun surname on it.
Kanina pa nga sila nag bubulungan. Suot ko ba naman ang Jersey ng school President. Dedma sa bashers.
"Creu!" Ice called, running toward me with a placard in hand. "Saan ko ba pwedeng ilalagay 'to? STEM wants it in front, pero HUMSS says it ruins the aesthetic."
I smirked, leaning against the table. "Ilagay mo kung saan mo gusto, 'tol. Ano ba problema nila? Placard lang 'yan."
"Wow, ang helpful mo talaga," Ive deadpanned, rolling his eyes.
Nang magtagpo ang mata namin ni Aki, agad ko siyang tinaasan ng dalawang kilay sabay tango. "Saan si..." I tilted my head and gave him a knowing look, silently hoping he'd get who I was referring to.
He squinted at me for a second, clearly confused, but then his face broke into a sly smirk---alam na agad.
"Hindi pa dumadating. May dinaanan daw, bibili ng supplies for our booth." His smirk widened. "Kasama 'yong si ano... Vice Pres."
I grinned, feeling the urge to roll my eyes. Pake ko ba? Ma-aapektuhan niya na ako niyan?
Pero ewan. Parang sinapian ako ng kung sino. I turned slightly, just enough for Aki to notice the bold print of ELIUNOUS on the back of my jersey.
His reaction was instant. Nanlaki ang mata niya. "Gago? Sabi ko na nga ba, may something e---"
Before he could finish his sentence, the sound of footsteps drew our attention. Sylas had arrived, walking toward the booth with Devina trailing beside him. They were both carrying paper bags full of supplies, but of course, si Sylas pa rin ang unang napansin ng lahat.

BINABASA MO ANG
Strings Of Perfection
Teen Fictionbl This oh-so-not love story started when the laid-back, chaotic "walang magawa sa buhay" sparked a dating rumor with the ever-so-perfect "Mr. Know-It-All" student council president.