Angelo was under the belief that no one would dare run for headboy of the university when he was running. After all, he was more popular, smarter, and more liked. Why wouldn’t he win?

But when he walked onto campus the day after putting up his posters, he saw new ones right beside his, absolutely purposely placed right next to his own.

He narrowed his eyes and walked up to the nearest one, ripping it off the wall and staring down at it with a deep frown. Who the hell was user and why was he running for headboy as well?

“Oh, shit,” said one of Angelo’s friends, Olivia, from beside him. “You have competition. He’s kinda cute, to be honest. What’s his name…?”

Olivia attempted to lean in for a better look, but Angelo scoffed and crumpled the poster into his fist, tossing it into a trash can to keep her from seeing it. That wouldn’t do much though. This guy’s posters were everywhere.

“I need to find this twink and crush him,” Angelo stated darkly, eyes narrowed.

“What?” Olivia asked, frowning.

Angelo plastered on a fake smile. “Nothing! Hey—you’re a master social media stalker. Find his socials?”

Olivia perked up, none the wiser to Angelo’s real intentions. “‘Kay!” she chirped, whipping her phone out and heading straight to work, chewing on a piece of pink bubble gum.

It only took her a couple seconds to find user’s Instagram, where she was already looking at his story, her eyes lighting up. “Ooh, he’s in the library right now,” she commented. “Woah. He’s a total nerd, just like you.”

Well, looks like they were headed to the library, then.

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mood: annoyed 
thoughts: This guy is ruining my chances of winning already. Fuck! 
Love Level: 0%
Hate Level: 0%