The next day, Dylan finds everyone around him strange.
The way they stare at him is different than the usual. It seems their stares look suspicious like there's a hidden meaning on them. Even the girls that used to get excited when he's passing their way seem to be... gossiping while staring at him. It's almost like they're seeing him deep inside and judging his soul.On the other hand, Denise looks so happy today. She's unusually cheerful even before they go to school. It seems like she knows something fun is going to happen."What's up with you today?" He can't bear to see his sister like this anymore and finally asked."Hmm? Well... nothing? Do you need any reason to be happy?" She replied. acting all innocent.This is really strange. Just yesterday, she's so down that her club isn't receiving financial support from school anytime soon. And now, she acts like she just hit the jackpot."Okay?" Dylan doesn't think it's really "nothing".There must be something behind those strange actions of these people. He thinks, maybe he'll find out sooner or later.Then he saw Ulysses walking in the corridor a few meters away from them, going opposite to the way they're heading.Unlike yesterday's shy and awkward SC president, his face looks serious now... or maybe annoyed?His head is up and looking straight at the two of them... or rather to Dylan in particular.When he got close enough, he yelled at him. "Dylan! What do you think you're doing, you asshole?"Dylan doesn't know why Ulysses looks so aggrieved, and why is he suddenly yelling at him?"What did I do?" He asked cluelessly.However, this only made the other more upset. "Damn it! Don't act like you don't know anything!"Dylan's eyebrows knit as he yells back at Ulysses, "Just what the heck are you talking about?"Ulysses takes his phone from his pocket and shows it to Dylan. It's a post on a social media platform containing the screenshots of their conversation last night. The one that posted it? It's the official account of their school's broadcasting club.The post gained a variety of reactions. There are some that show support. Some expressed their hate. And there are some that laughed at the said topic.Ulysses Lopez, as the Student Council President, has an image to maintain and a reputation to keep clean until he graduates from this school. This issue just made his efforts for the past four years crumble.The Student Council, Secretary Mico, in particular, is currently having a word with the Broadcasting Club, hoping to delete that post."Are you out of your mind? Why did you let this spread in the entire campus?!" Mr. President yells.Dylan's eyes slowly widen as he looks at the screenshots. It really is their convo last night!Whoever reads this will definitely misunderstand it! Especially that Dylan made it look like Ulysses really falls for him."What the... I didn't!" He defended himself from the accusation.Ulysses keeps his phone back in his pocket and blurted out, "Don't speak nonsense. If not you, who would do that? Because I'm quite sure I'm not the one."Denise, on the other hand, forced a smile. "Uh... I need to go now. See you later, Dylan! Ulysses!" Then she sprinted away at full speed.Denise... Denise...Dylan thinks about it. Isn't she acting strange since this morning? Why is she sprinting away from them like she's afraid of something?"I think I know who did it." Dylan narrows his eyes and runs after his sister. "Denise! Come back here!"Meanwhile, Ulysses is frozen in his post. He doesn't want to think it that way but was it really Denise who leaked these pictures around?But... But it was really her who he wants to say that to!"Denise!" Dylan extended his hand trying to reach his sister. "Why are you running? Why are you running?!""Because you're chasing me!" She yells back to her brother.Unfortunately for Denise, Dylan got a hold of her. And worse, he caught her long hair, pulling her into a stop.Denise tries to pull her hair back. "Ouch! Let me go! If you don't, I'll tell mommy about it! Do you want to get grounded?!" She tries to scare him a little but it doesn't seem to work.Still, her cruel and ruthless twin brother didn't let her hair go. "Was it you? Did you open my phone last night? It's you who spread the screenshots, aren't you?""Then Denise slowly turns her head to Dylan. "Dylan, let me explain.""Alright." Dylan looks calmer now. "Explain it to me now.""Well..." Denise thinks about it for a while.What should she say? She has nothing to explain!"Uh.. aren't you two in a relationship?""Of course not! It's not like what you think!" He starts to get annoyed again."Right! Right! Chill!" She feels a little disappointed with the fact that they aren't actually dating.Even so, she still tries to free herself from her brother's claws."Let's see... think about it this way, Dylan. If you're unlucky with girls., maybe you should date guys instead, right? A guy like... a guy like Ulysses!"The last statement of hers made Dylan snort. "Never."Even after her idea got rejected in an instant, she still insisted on her opinion. "But he looks sincere to you! I think you should give it a try. You have my support."Dylan let out a sigh. "As I said, it's not like what you think."For goodness' sake, Denise, that's meant for you!She grins and even elbowed her brother. "Come on, don't be shy! Society is more open regarding that matter nowadays. And besides, that might be the key to break your three-month curse."The three-month curse. That's Dylan's rumored curse made by his ex-lover to make him very unlucky with love. This is said to be the reason why all his past relationships only lasted for only three months.Dylan himself heard about this but he really doesn't know where, when, how, or who exactly started this story. Perhaps, it's his own fan club that fabricated such an absurd story. However, he would be lying if he'll say that it didn't scare him even a little. Ever since he could remember, his relationships indeed only lasted for at most three months.They don't have enough proofs that could confirm the existence of this curse, however, they cannot disregard it either. And now, Dylan is willing to give it a shot.He wonders, how come this idea never crossed his mind before? If he manages to break the curse through dating a man and managed not to break up for three months and a day, he'll be able to date girls without being conscious of the time after that, right?"You know what? You have a point. I might give it a try." Dylan finally let her hair go."Right? Don't worry Dylan, I'll always take your side. Even if the whole world is against you!" She said giggling.Dylan raises his eyebrows. "Didn't you say, the society is more open to this matter now?"Denise forces a smile. She really did contradict her own words there. "Yes, that's right! But of course, there will always be haters. Don't mind them."With just that, she managed to convince her brother.The problem that Dylan has to face next is how to make Ulysses agree.So, Dylan decided that he will ask Ulysses out.But how can he ask him? He glares at him every time their gazes met. In fact, Ulysses was acting like this the whole day!Dylan throws himself to his bed.He looks at his phone. Since Ulysses can't glare at him through chat, he decided to send him a message.[Hey]After a couple of minutes, he receives nothing. There's no sign of him replying anytime soon even though his status shows that he's currently online. Ulysses has seen the message and chose to ignore it.This made Dylan annoyed. He's used to being the one ignoring the chats he receives from the girls. And now, this person dares to ignore him? The great Dylan, himself?!And so, he spammed him with messages.[Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey][Hey]After a series of messages, Ulysses got imitated. He was busy with student council matters. And this stupid campus heartthrob keeps on bothering him.He picks
First Attempt:It's recess time and Ulysses didn't have the plan to go out to the canteen. As usual, he brought his own snacks and eats all by himself inside the classroom.Meanwhile, a commotion starts to ignite as Dylan makes his way back to their classroom."See? Mister president and our prince aren't dating! If they are, they should have gone to the canteen together." Even though Ulysses is a little distant from the entrance, he still can hear the girls outside."Right? Of course, Dylan would not date a guy. And a nerdy someone too. Ulysses will only cause his boredom.""Exactly!""Gosh, this person is too handsome. Too handsome!""Girls, please, let me through." Dylan said with a full smile. The female students surrounded him as usual that made him hard to go in and out of the classroom.He loves the attention he gets for the four years he's studying in Northwestern High School. However, he has an image of a prince to girls, especially to those who are a
Dylan leans on the backrest of the sofa. He just got home and tiredness is evident in his perfectly chiseled face.Even though he's soaking with his sweat, he still looks so handsome. This only made him look even hotter... at least that's what he sees in the mirror.Denise noticed her brother's presence which made her smile playfully. She then headed towards him, even hopping at times.Meanwhile, Dylan just looks at her with a straight face. He knows what she's up to.Denise throws herself on the sofa, looking at Dylan as she rises and lowers her eyebrows several times."So, how was your afternoon with Ulysses?"Dylan let out a deep sigh. Whether it's out of tiredness or disappointment, even he isn't so sure anymore."I swear, he's worse than women! He's hard to deal with!" He complains to his sister. "I am a guy too but I don't think I'm cheeky!""Well... you are cheeky!" She emphasized "You are" because why not? Her brother is cheeky. Boldly rude, impudent,
"Tch. Look at you, sleeping so soundly while I'm having a hard time reading your handwriting." Dylan stares at Ulysses, who is napping in his chair, with a pair of sharp eyes. "You should write properly, yeah?"Fate is playing with Dylan. He said to himself that he will stay here even if they end up staying until eight in the evening. And now, it's already 7:43 pm, almost eight!However, there is still a piece of good news in the flood of unfortunate events. He managed to input every word of every page of Ulysses' barely readable 13-page handwritten report. He also printed it and placed it in the folder with his handwritten report.He dropped it in his desk, creating a sound that echoed in the entirety of this small office. Hoping this would wake him up.One... two... three... No reaction.Ulysses didn't even move a single muscle, not even slightly opening his eyes. There's no sign that he'll wake up any time soon.This didn't make Dylan give up. he picks up the fo
It's almost ten in the evening and Dylan is still up staring at his phone's black screen, reflecting his handsome features.For some reason, he feels somehow uneasiness inside of him.At the moment, he's arguing with himself whether he should call or at least send Ulysses a chat.The fact that Ulysses is sick and is living alone in an almost dilapidated state apartment makes him wonder if he's fine by himself. But the thought that he might be fast asleep by now makes him hesitate.He let out a deep sigh and buries his face on his pillow. Why is he worrying too much? He's been living alone for four years now. In those four long years, this isn't the first time that he's sick, right?But what is it that made him worry over Ulysses? Well, it's because of what he discovered after he walks him home."You're getting farther from your house." Ulysses said when they took another turn away from the main road. "You can go now. You don't have to accompany me anymore.""Nah
Ulysses stares at Dylan's back as his figure goes smaller the farther he gets. He didn't go inside his room until his vision lost him.The night is chilly and if he stays a little longer, he's afraid he'll catch a cold.He'd be lying if he says this apartment he's renting doesn't make him feel lonely.In fact, every time he goes back here, he's reminded that he's alone in this journey in achieving his dreams; to be a teacher someday. Even if sometimes he feels like his "unseen friend" makes him feel his presence by dropping things on the floor, or banging/opening his door, and even hiding things, it still feels different to be with another human being.He enters his small room and turns on the only lightbulb.There's nothing much inside. Just a wooden table good for two with a rice cooker on top of it, a study table, and a bed.Although the lightings inside his room is a little dim, his vision is strangely darker than usual. It got worse until he feels dizzy.Ul
"You really recovered, huh?" Dylan said as he sits next to Ulysses.He just got into their classroom and still has his bag on and didn't bother to put it on his own seat first.There's still some time before the first subject begins, and the person who's originally sitting where Dylan sits still hasn't arrived."Of course. Didn't I told you there's nothing to be worried about?" He said casually like nothing strange really happened last night.The truth is, Ulysses woke up this morning laying on the wooden floor. He's still in his school uniform and his bag was still on his back.He felt really hungry and thirsty when he woke up since he hasn't taken anything for dinner.A mocking grin slowly forms on Ulysses' face. "Don't tell me you're actually worried about me despite what I told you?""What? Of course n--- yes!" Dylan almost said did it again.He was about to deny it but he remembers that he needs to be extra nice to this person.And then the drama king
[Ulysses!]Ulysses' eyebrows knit when he saw the message that Dylan sent in messenger. As usual, he's going to ignore it first. If Dylan sent him another one, he might as well reply to it. It might be something important but... what could be so important that this stupid heartthrob have for him? Nothing.It's a weekend but he's still doing official jobs through online negotiation. He's trying to bargain with the Broadcasting Club in hope that they will not publish his picture pinning Dylan on the wall. For sure, this nosy club will publish it on Monday along with a weird article about it.Actually, it's not just the Broadcasting Club that took a picture of them. Some girls managed to take some too using their smartphones. Even if he managed to convince the Broadcasting Club not to publish it, their photo will be seen by many, probably to every student in Northwestern High School. It is inevitable and now, his clean image is tarnished. But what he's after here is to at leas