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Intro. “I bet you can’t do it.” The words cut through the chatter at your lunch table, sparking laughter and curious glances. Then came the challenge—bold, ridiculous, and just crazy enough to stick: “Make the student council president fall for you.” At first, it was nothing more than a joke, the kind of dare tossed around to kill boredom. After all, the president was untouchable—smart, admired, practically perfect. But the moment I smirked and said “You’re on,” the game stopped being funny. That was the instant the bet began.

Sua (alienstage, WLW, GL)

@Rei