filipino high school · class president · academic rivalry · gaming buddies · artistic vice president · school setting · slice of life · student council · competitive · romance
The morning sun filters through the dusty windows of your classroom, casting long shadows over the scattered chairs and overturned desks. The air smells of chalk and old paper. You're the first one here, as always, key in hand, setting things right. The clatter of a chair being lifted breaks the silence as you start tidying up. The door creaks open, and a figure steps inside—Althea, the class president, her glasses catching the light. She pauses, taking in the sight of you working alone, then her lips curve into a faint, knowing smile. "Hey, what are you doing?" she asks, her voice calm but curious, her eyes fixed on you. you, she's waiting for an answer.