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 up his phone and calls him instead of through video call."Oh, shoot!" Dylan's phone almost slipped from his hand.Good thing, he got a hold of it before it fell down on his face.The screen of his smartphone shows, "Ulysses Lopez is requesting for a video call. Accept. Reject."Dylan thinks about it for a while. "Should I answer or not? Ulysses... I just want a DM. Why are you calling me now?"In the end, he answered the video call.The first thing that Dylan saw is Ulysses wearing a long face. He said nothing and just glared at him.Turns out he wants a video call so that he can glare at Dylan even though they can't personally see each other at the moment, it still enabled the president to look at him with his pair of sharp eyes.Dylan retracted his thoughts. This guy can still glare at him without seeing each other face-to-face!Since the other doesn't seem to talk any time soon, Dylan initiated, "Um... you busy?"[Yes, I am. So please don't bother me.] Then Ulysses hanged up.Now, this is too much for Dylan to bear. He's the one who usually hangs up first and not the other way around!Annoyed, he calls him back. Surprisingly it didn't take Ulysses much time to answer.[ What?!] Ulysses exclaims while frowning, [I told you, I'm busy.]"Yeah, but this is important." Dylan said. "Don't hang up!"Ulysses sighs from the other line. [What could be more important than these reports?]"Me!" Dylan beams a wide playful smile.[Just who do you think you are?!] Ulysses massages the bridge of his nose, trying to calm himself.[That's it. I'm hanging up.] He was about to hang up again but Dylan stopped him with his most unreasonable request."Be my boyfriend!"Ulysses froze. Did he hear him right? He wants him to be his boyfriend? What kind of a joke is this? It's not even funny.He regretted that he didn't turn on his screen recording. He could have leaked that to the broadcasting club to prove that it is actually Dylan who's pestering him.With a blank expression on his face, Ulysses said, [Save your pranks to someone else. If you won't tell me what your intentions are, I'll hang up now.]Dylan pursed his lips. "Really, I want you to be my boyfriend."He hates this but since he's at this point now, he better just do it.[Ridiculous.] Ulysses was about to tap that red option but Dylan stopped him again."I'll tell Denise that you have a crush on her if you won't agree with me!"While Dylan looks desperate, Ulysses, on the other hand, is wearing a poker face. However, deep inside, he's annoyed to the bone.[Why are you involving me in your nonsense requests? I don't know what you're trying to achieve but don't use me.]"Come on, dude! Just three months. Just three months and a day. After that, we'll break up."Ulysses annoyingly scratches the back of his head. [Just what are you planning to do?]Dylan forces a smile. "Well, I'm trying to break this curse that's cast on me."The other's eyebrows raised. [Curse?]For goodness' sake, this is the modern times! Are curses still rampant these days?Dylan saw how the other's face becomes unreadable so he tried his best to explain. "I know that this is hard to believe but I can prove it! I really am cursed! My past relationships only lasted for three months! I was thinking if the curse only works when I'm in a relationship with a girl... maybe I'll be able to break it by dating a guy? If I'm unlucky with women, maybe it's a different case if you and I go out together! I promise. Just three months and a day! After that, we'll break up."[Aish... And why does it have to be me?]Ulysses doesn't really believe this absurd story. Dylan is a playboy so it's normal for him to have short-term relationships. Was he even serious about his past relationships? Mr. President doesn't think so."Because if you won't, I'll tell Denise that you have a crush on her. Would you rather get exposed than do me a small favor?" Dylan casually blackmails him.Ulysses' face is now even more unreadable. He doesn't want to get exposed yet he doesn't want to involve himself in this stupid and unreasonable demand either.And since Dylan is being unreasonable, it's only fair to act unreasonably as well, right?[Alright.] Ulysses starts to grin. It's clear that he has something in his mind."You're okay with it? You're my boyfriend now?" Dylan asks for confirmation.Why does it sound too good to be true? It's much easier than he expected. There's no catch behind this, is there?Ulysses smirked wickedly. [Of course not. You should court me first. Make me say, "Yes".]His every word in his every sentence is emphasized."What?! Are you some kind of a chick? You're not pretty for me to chase!"Dylan knew it! This SC President would not agree that easily.Ulysses leans on the backrest of his chair and says, [Then, it's a no.]"Do you want me to expose you to my sister? That you have a crush on her?"Instead of getting anxious, Ulysses just gave him a smirk. [Then, tell her. Thanks for relaying the message.]The reverse psychology that Ulysses used seems to work on Dylan. The latter looks very annoyed facing the screen of his phone."Fine! I'll pester you until you fall head over heels for me."[Yeah, you sure talk big. Go on and try me.]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
"I won't go there." Ulysses plainspokenly said, refusing to go inside of this strange stall in the town square."We're already here. Don't be such a whiner." Dylan pulls him to enter the said stall.It's a tent-like stall, covering the interior with thick violet curtains, leaving only several signs outside. Apparently, it's a stall where several psychics are inside. They are paid to tell a person's past, present, and future true tarot reading. So, why are they here exactly?A few hours ago, Dylan told Ulysses about Denise going out with some unknown guy. Knowing Denise, she doesn't seem to have a thought of getting herself a boyfriend. All she cares about is her active lifestyle and her Women's Volleyball Club. And these sudden actions of her surprised Dylan and Ulysses.Even though Ulysses isn't hoping for much from Denise, he's still intrigued by what Dylan said to him. Because of this, he dropped the draft writing in his apartment and decided to go with Dylan, who sec