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VI: Mr. President, This Heartthrob Will Help You!
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,Related chapters
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[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
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"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
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"Hey, Ulysses, can you pass my earphones? It's on the table." Dylan asks the other while he's leisurely rolling on his sheets with his eyes nailed on his phone screen.For some reason, Ulysses ended up in Dylan's house.Ulysses stops typing on Dylan's laptop just to look for it. He's currently composing the letter of proposal for the School Treasurer and this heartthrob bothers him for some favor."Where?" He even lifted the books and even the action figures on the table but still didn't found it. "It's not here."Dylan put his phone down to look at Ulysses on the study table. "It's not there? Can you look for it under the table? Maybe it fell down? Or look in the drawer.""..." Ulysses is a little annoyed but still didn't complain.He looked under the table, even in his messy drawer yet still found no earphones."It's not here."Dylan tries to recall where exactly did he put it, and then realized something. "Ah! Right. I forgot, I brought it with me today."
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