2025-01-09 00:00:14Isa bit his lip, the weight of Stacy’s words lingering in his mind. Whatever the announcement was, he had a bad feeling it would lead to more chaos—and potentially more chances for him and Azlan to mess up.
“Great,” Isa muttered. “As if our lives weren’t complicated enough.”
Azlan clapped him on the shoulder. “Welcome to the club.”
The two walked off, the gym’s fluorescent lights flickering behind them, as the System’s faint hum lingered in Isa’s ears.
Next day,
The announcement echoed through the school’s loudspeakers, stirring a mix of excitement and dread among the students. “Nominations for student council vice president are
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