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Chapter 35: No Way
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2026-03-26 20:00:20
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Mr. President Perfect Chapter 38: Run From Trouble
Josh’s breathing became heavy. The line was being struck by Nathan’s appearance in front of him with his hair disheveled. Josh rubbed the back of his neck. Fire rose in his stomach.“Stay away, Nathan,” Josh explained. “I don’t want you being near me.”Josh spoke with his voice with light. He wanted the distance between them and Nathan to flicker away from existence.“You have to believe me, Josh. I loved you,” Nathan said, his voice ragged.Nathan stepped forward. Josh felt trapped. Josh felt his body shutting. Josh wanted to step his way out of Nathan’s face.“I told you, go away!” he yelled out.His voice echoed. Eyes darted onto him. Josh felt scared of the stares lingering on his skin.“I want you to go away. Please. You’re ruining me,” Josh warned. He wanted to punch Nathan’s sharp nose.Josh had to protect his ego. His pride. His straight A’s. His lines. His status.The hallways felt narrow. The air turned thin. Nathan reached out, his fingers trembling. Josh recoiled. His back
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 37: Your Trouble
Josh was stunned after hearing Nathan's words and didn't know what to do.“Stop, your actually being insane right now!”Josh took a step back as his eyes grew wide, shocked by the revelation Nathan had just given him.He was paralyzed, feeling as if his soul was leaving his body and his heart was shattering into pieces of ice."I meant what I said," Nathan stated as he stepped forward into Josh's room."Don't you dare say an another word! My father might hear you from downstairs," Josh warned him."But this is actually what I feel, and I want you to know that," Nathan replied.He explained that he wanted to profess his love, believing he was being professional enough about it."But you didn't even explain why you did that to Tristan," Josh pointed out, his voice trembling."I did that because I like you so much. I planned it all out because I knew Tristan was also interested in you," Nathan admitted to Josh.———Josh stared at Nathan, his hands trembling as he processed everything. He
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 36: Wait What Nathan?
Josh stood there, facing his father, Dylan, who was waiting for him.Dylan held a thick, hard wooden stick that he had likely picked up from outside.Josh kept his eyes fixed on the ground, his heart rattling in his chest as he stood before his father.He was well aware of the situation he was in, especially after Tristan had been involved in such a dark and difficult circumstance.He felt helpless, his hands and feet trembling as a heavy vibration seemed to fill the surroundings."Who was that? Who was that person?" Dylan asked, his voice deep, sharp, and serious."I was the only one in the taxi," Josh replied, making excuses even though he knew those excuses might cost him dearly."Do not play jokes with me, Josh," Dylan snapped, his voice booming as he turned toward him.Josh looked up at his father, a man who demanded perfection in every aspect of life."I have given you everything, and yet you still bring home imperfection," Dylan continued. "Just because your grades are straight
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 35: No Way
The chimes of the door rattle—both of them step outside no more tears leaked, no more guilt creeping up in Tristan’s chest.It’s because of Josh’s accommodations of persuasion of talk.Right now laughter flashed in their faces.Josh couldn’t think about Dylan’s face that shattered every inch of his. The bruises were still there—but his dignity and pride were growing.“I can stop if you’d want me.” Josh said his mouth open wide.“Yes—I’d prefer you to stop Mr. President your killing every instinct I had!” Tristan bloomed his lids.“Joking is very hard you know, I need to be more precise and aware of joke.“ Tristan confirmed.Joking really hard for Josh due to he never made jokes and right now he eas spilling the jokes right into Tristan’s face.Josh reminded himself that he was still Straight and he was just helping a person that could led to a darker scene. And he was kinda becoming Tristan’s friend.“No it’s not.” Josh lied, his foot step forward.“Yes it is Mr. President.” Tristan f
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 34: Kindness?
Josh stepped out of the store. His heart hammered wildly against his ribs as his eyes searched frantically for any sign of Tristan. His gaze drifted toward the trails where he felt he might still catch a lingering sense of his presence. Beside him, the road was a blur of passing vehicles.His eyes welled up with tears, fueled by a desperate urge to run and find the person he hated.He could not bring himself to believe that Tristan was capable of taking a life. He refused to judge him because he knew there was another side to the story that he had yet to hear for himself.A knot formed in his stomach, feeling as though a massive, invisible hand was squeezing him from the inside.He stepped out and bolted across the street, only to be met by the deafening blare of a car horn. The shock sent him crashing to the ground. His hands throbbed with a sharp pain that felt like splinters under his skin.He looked up and squinted at the car, only to see a woman behind the wheel flashing him the
Mr. President Perfect Chapter 33: Killer?
A phone lay on his desk. His head was bowed over the bed while his eyelids carried a weight of doubt and contemplation. It made his body go completely limp as his mind wandered off to a land that didn't require straight A’s or anything at all.“Why do they hate me so much?” Josh’s voice was hoarse and he was unable to find his full strength.To the outside world, he was the perfect version of what everyone wanted. But in his mind, he could not deny the sharp sting he felt every time his vision landed on Tristan. It didn’t mean there was a connection between them. If there was, he felt he had to cut it with scissors.His head lifted slowly. His vision was clouded with tears that never made it down his cheeks, though they dampened the pillow fabric.Kring! Kring! Kring!Who could be calling Josh?He reached for the phone with arms that remained steady and precise. He grabbed it like a stone one might pick up from beneath their feet. He pressed the phone to his ear.“Josh, you have to be
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