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Digital attacks!

The order goes:

1. Finn & Zion by @saunau

2. Yuri & Yuuto by @hayliethepurplepotato

3. Florian by @intergalacticsodatab

4. Sophus by jxneillus on Instagram

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Artfight stuff!

First year participating and I had a blast drawing everyone's OCs and very grateful for the attacks I received 💖💗💓💞

Here are some of my attacks! I'll be posting all of them both on Tumblr & Instagram. Users who has one or both platforms will be tagged!

1st attack goes to @djchik of Dj-Yuu!

1st revenge for Johopeshu on Artfight of their vampire OC Vincent

And 1st digital attack for SlenderBossNamedBean on Artfight of their twin OCs, Angel and Ander!

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we don't get enough cosplayer levi content methinks so here's him as gakupo

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Mass Boueibu Update (Pt. 1)

Gonna go from the bottom of the backlog and work my way up...

When there were 12 days to go until Haikara aired, the colour designer Imari Katsuragi made a comment saying, "Please like everyone's gaps [1]! This is packed with fun and my favourite things." [Note 1: "Gap" as in "gap moe".]

When there were 11 days to go, there was this from Yui Kamura, who is responsible for direction:

Episode 12 of Happy Kiss was part of the Love and Happy Boueibu Selection.

Medicos Shinjuku will have a pop-up shop for Haikara from Jul. 25th - Aug. 11th 2025 (note Aug. 11th is a holiday in Japan).

For the revival Batonama event in August, the bonus item is a set of 5 tickets made of polypropylene. Of course, there is no mosaic on the real deals:

DMM Scratch is going to have a scratch lottery with Boueibu Eternal Love merch from the 4th of Jul. at 6 pm - the 3rd of Aug. 2025 at 5:59 pm. The theme is "twenty-something-year old card dealers".

There's a character relationship chart for Haikara here. You can also see it on the Haikara website.

When there were 10 days to go until Haikara, Ayaka Murakami (the Haikara character designer) drew this for the countdown.

Murakami also drew this for June 2025's Binanshi.

The rest of the Haikara countdown is shikishi but the deadline for retweeting is already over.

Here's some pics from the Hainama on June 30th 2025. For the picture where Koike is pointing to his ear with Takano behind him, he says he stole Takano's earring (Koike refers to Takano by first name).

Yamazo launched a video of the Haikara main theme on YouTube on the 30th of June 2025 at 10 pm.

Roll Ice Cream Factory gave out a heart-shaped coaster (while stocks lasted) for En's birthday from Jul. 2nd - 4th 2025.

From Jul. 1st 2025 at 12 am, the Boueibu movie was available streaming on various Japanese streaming sites such as Lemino and Prime Video. Links here.

Haikara ep. 1's synopsis is on the website here.

Eps. 10 - 12 of Happy Kiss were made available on YouTube from Jun. 30th 2025 (all times/dates JST). However, the time to watch them is now over.

New key visuals were unveiled on the 30th of June 2025 during the livestream which is now known as the Hainama (the Hainama video is still available on YouTube as of this post). They are also available on the Haikara website.

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Instinctual Reactions:Fortune Cookie

You're on a date with him, and there's a free fortune cookie on your table.

You open it and read the fortune aloud

Yuu: "Your soulmate is right behind you..."

*Twst guy sitting in front and across from you*:...

"Give me a moment."

He moves to the empty table behind you and sits, he's sporting a shit eating grin."Ok now look"

"May I?"

Helps you off your chair, seats on it instead, then proceeds to pat his lap."Alright, you may sit down now", he says with an innocent smile.

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A yuu who brought matching rings for them (cheapest jewelry they could find lol) and the first years and then jokingly says they are married now to a NPC . Adeuce and sebek would be funny af .

Instinctive Reaction: Matching rings!

Genre: Romantic

Characters: Ace, Deuce,and Sebek

"No way, who's the unlucky guy?" Ace jokes as if he's not flashing the matching fake ring on his finger to the NPC. "Really, who is it?" He's waving his hand around with a shit eating grin. Throwing an arm around Yuu.

"Poor idiot is stuck taking care of you, forever" he adds, ruffling Yuu's hair. The poor NPC feels awkward, as if they've got pulled into a romcom without their consent.

Deuce.exe has stopped working."Oh, so you're the happy groom?" The NPC joins in the joke and Deuce stutters, brain fried."Well, uh—Yes?!"He answers, but he doesn't look at Yuu, just blushing and fiddling with the matching ring on his finger.

Yuu blushes, taken aback.The NPC feels relieved. Did you two finally realized your feelings cuz he's been tired of watching you two skirt around the issue.Can he finally update his website?

"FALSE!" Sebek yells and Yuu and the NPC flinch, covering their ears. "I'd never propose or marry someone with cheap and fake ring!" That's what he's upset about?

"I'd choose a precious jewel!"He exclaims"The color of Yuu's eyes." He adds, then he bites his tongue when he realizes. His face turning a bright red."YOU DIDN'T HEAR ANYTHING!"

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How about an NPC passing MC his phone number in fronf of Adeuce+Jade and Floyd? Romantic please!

Instincstual Reaction: An NPC gave you his number

Pass like a slip of paper ? I'll go with that UwU

Gets into a brawl.

He teased the NPC for having a crush on the prefect so much that the NPC asks for a fight.

He eats it???

He suddenly grabs it from the guy and shoves it in mouth, DEUCE NO—! (He was panicking, cut him some slack)

Comes between you and the NPC.

He grabs the piece of paper when you're mid-reach, crumple it then throw it away nonchalantly. Yowch.

Plucks it out from the NPC's hand before you could reach for it

"Thank you for applying to Mostro lounge, we are sure to call you for the interview".

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HC: I'm the Big Bro!

Everyone in the first-year gang thinks they're the "Big Brother" of the group! Genre: Platonic Yuu is GN

Ace, thinks he's fits the part of the Big Bro because among all of them, he's the most emotionally mature one and the logical one!(In his books). And he's the pep-talker! He looks after everyone and makes sure they get the "real talk" they need so they don't get too stuck in their own head. Need some real talk? Just call Ace!

Deuce has taken on the Big Bro mantle in his head because he protects his comrades! He's always there for them, and although he and some others butt heads (Ace ehem ehem) he thinks cares for them all the same. If you want encouragement, he's the guy!

For Jack, he's never gonna admit it but he looks after his friendgroup and sees them as his pack. Given that they're all trouble makers, its up to him to take care of them , and this comes to him unconsciously, and so albeit the definitely won't coddle them, he has their back when they need it. If you want back up, he's there!

Epel thinks being the big bro is the manliest thing, because what's manlier than caring for your peeps? That's his squad, ofcourse he cares for them. And besides, didn't his unique magic wake up because he wanted to protect his pals? Isn't it just the duty of a big bro, doesn't he just fit the part? If you need protection, just call Epel!

Sebek, proud as he is, and he will never admit to it, thinks it is his duty to be the "Big Bro" in the group, because everyone else, as (skilled as they maybe in their own thing), are all idiots. Really, they'd be lost without him, so as per noblesse oblige or something like that, he hangs around the first-year squad. He's like, the very strict but caring big brother, in his head. Need some assistance, well, it would be unfitting for a Diasomnia student not to assist those who desperately need it, hm?

Ortho delights on the idea of being the big bro. He thinks he is because he's the intellectual one given his analytical skills. He can get them out of trouble (which they often get into) with his quick thinking. Need extra guild members, Ortho's on it!

All of them is thinking this, but none of them are saying their thoughts out loud. Maybe nobody should, or else they might even fight about it.

The real "Big Bro" in the group is actually Yuu (but every guy has ranked them to the "youngest sibling" role)

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OKOKOK HAIII

ace, deuce, grim + ramshackle ghosts reacting to yuu giving them a well thought out, obviously took over a week gift!

like ace could get a handpainted deck fo cards that have hisoved ones faces on them

deuce could get a course to learn how to legally drive a blastcycle (all theory)

grim could get a grim sized proper nrc uniform with loads worth of tuna (?)

the ramshackle ghosts can get a well researched book written by yuu that has all information avaliable about ramshackles past with a renovated room that looks exactly like one from when ramshackle was in its prime

genre: platonic

no need to use my idead and feel free to ignore me!

bye bye ty !!

REACTIONS: A Thoughtful Gift

Characters: Ace, Deuce, Grim, and the Ramshackle Ghosts

Genre: Platonic

A/N: I'll derogate from the idea for Deuce's gift

He accepts it with a teasing smile

He can't help but tease. It's his love language!

But then he opens the clumsily gift wrapped box and sees a Deck of Handmade Cards. They're not perfect, the lines a lil wonky, but it showed how much effort you gave for the gift.

He thanks you. Sincerely this time. What? Ace can be mature sometimes. He knows how to read a room! Don't give him the surprise look!

He uses the cards to practice his magic tricks, but is also very careful with them. He doesn't want one to get lost after all. He's gonna ask one of his upperclassmen to teach him a preservation spell so the card's painting won't wore off and it'll be safe from wear-and-tear.

He almost shed some tears

It was perfect! How thoughtful of you to gift him a pair of sports sweats headband!And then he turns the gift to the other side and its embroidered with his name! Its clumsy but its so obviously made by you, you even embroidered a lil spade on the end of his name.

He hugs you in a tight bro-hug! He promises he definitely wear during his Track and Field training!

And he does and he brags about it to everyone who asks (or don't ask) about his new headband.

Grim is boasting about his NRC Uniform!

You have sewn it perfectly to fit him! He's so happy and he's even jumping in glee, you cheering along while you captured his reaction on camera.

It was quite a feat to get his measurements while he was sleeping to keep the surprise a secret, but it was all worth it!

Grim will strut around NRC full of pride wearing his uniform. Even the professors don't scold him as harshly when he's so loud but what's more cute than a cat direbeast in uniform?

Oh they're so thankful!

How wonderful you are! You even edited and restored old photos to create an album for them.

It's like they're back from the past! It makes them truly nostalgic.

They begin telling you stories about their time and about their past.

Theu even give you ye olde gossips and secrets they wouldn't tell other students

Why not? You're their special prefect!

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Ace Trappola hates Pain

He thinks of you when he scrapes himself; A flashback of the first time you fought together, having each other's back despite being no more than strangers.

He hears laughter when there's a ringing in his ear; Memories of cheering in triumph, you three finally caught Grim after a long chase.

Biting his tongue triggers nostalgia; Cherry pie doesn't taste the same if it isn't shared, he finds that he lost his appetite.

Exhaustion is his biggest enemy; Scenes always play in his head of all the stupid things he'd been through, but it was always done with you and that made all the difference.

Ace Trappola hates pain; But he wouldn't mind if his pain in the ass friend comes to visit.

He'll just be here, waiting; Aching and remembering for both of you.

Ace hates every minute of it.

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Omg “Maybe I'm crazy, but I started to imagine what I'd do without you and I really couldn't" with either ace or deuce would go so fucking hard: they’ve been by Yuu’s side every step of the way and through it they fell in love and now cannot imagine a life where they aren’t connected to each other.

A/N: Oh you're in for a treat because I completely agree!

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Pairings; Ace x Reader; Deuce x Reader Confession Prompt, 25

It was a typical day in Ramshackle, you were hanging out with your best buds, and Grim was playing on your phone.

"Hey, someone buy some snacks! I'm getting hungry here!" The cat complained.

All three of you looked at each other.

"NOT IT"

"Also not it!"

"Not it--Damn!"

You and Deuce spoke at the same time, while Ace replied belatedly as he was playing with his phone. "You're coming with me, Grim. I ain't gonna return back to the store if I get the wrong kind of snack."

You clapped your hands in victory, then you and Deuce high-fived as Ace dragged Grim to the store.

Everything was quiet once again and you settled back to your prior activity , reading your fave book while Deuce tries to read the book on Etiquette Riddle has given to him prior.

You two settled into a comfortable silence on the couch, and at some point, you were leaning your head into his shoulder as if it was natural for you to rely on him. Deuce was undisturbed with the kinship, used to it.

You looked at him from the from your peripheral, then you looked up at ceiling, as if you were thinking of something.

"I don't understand what this means, Prefect do you---"

"Deuce." You cut him off.

He stopped midsentence, curiously waiting for your turn to speak.

You leaned and scooted closer to him. "Maybe I'm crazy, but I started to imagine what I'd do without you and I really couldn't" ,you confessed, one hand reaching for his.

Deuce blinked.

Once.

Twice.

As if he's trying to register what you just said.

You can almost here the Ding! in his head as he arrived at an answer. He passionately clasped your hand with both of his, and with a loud voixe proclaimed,"Me, too, y/n. I--"

"!!!!"

You cut him off again, already expecting that he misinterpreted what you said.

You hope that the quick peck on his lips was already an indicator that no, you do not mean in what you said in a BFF way.

He turned a cute shade of red, rivaling the color of fresh strawberries as he tried to quickly unclasp his hand on yours, to which you reacted by grabbing his hands back firmly.

"So? Answer?"

"Well, uh..well...I meann..." He stammered, eyes looking everywhere but you. After a big inhale, he summoned his courage." PLEASE TAKE CARE OF ME!" He yelled, bowing his head dramatically.

You laid another quick peck on the back of his head and watched in mirth as his neck and ears were also red.

"Likewise."

You and Ace sat together in the courtyard, laughing while watching the other first-years play "Catch the Grim", as your animal companion stole their sandwiches for himself.

There was still space on the bench, but Ace had chosen to sit closer to you, an act that didn't go unnoticed. He has also tried to casually throw his arms around your shoulder as he laughed, pointing at the chaos unfolding.

Curious at his reaction, you leaned on his shoulder and he flinched, as if he was shocked by electricity.

A sudden thought entered your head and you spoke before he could tease you about your sudden clinginess.

“Maybe I'm crazy, but I started to imagine what I'd do without you and I really couldn't"

You confessed abruptly, then you patted his cheeks teasingly. "Answer?"

It took him a moment to gain his bearings, lips curling into a devious smirk. His attempt to tease you back and hide his obvious flusteredness was foiled once again as you started counting down.

"You have 5 seconds to answer, if you don't I'll take it as a rejection...5..."

"Hey, wait--!"

"4...3..."

"Sevens, y/n! Give me a moment--!"

"2...."

"I LOVE YOU!" He grabbed your shoulders and screamed at the top of his lungs, alerting everyone in the vicinity.

When the realization hit him, it was already too late.

You have made it so everyone would think it was he was the one who confessed first.

A triumphant smile sported your face as he slumped his shoulders in defeat, face falling on your shoulder.

"You tricked me." He says, surprisingly meek as his blush reached his ears.

"Hmm. I learned from the best."

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ONE AND ONLY, KAVEH! Look at him guys, isn't he gorgeous.

It's been a while sinve i post on tumblr, i'm more active on Instagram. You can search @_bread_toast0120. That's me :D

I want to eat him so bad AAAAAAAAAAAA

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Sooo yesterday, I watched KPDH with @hataradosketches

And honestly? It was....weirdly and annoyingly entertaining.

I love Bobby sm bro he's so cute

But also...

HEAR ME OUT. GWI-MA.

............

He could consume my soul and I'd say thank you.

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Me when I want to post and yap abt my silly OBM and LADS MC but i haven't even finished their ref sheets yet

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🔗 煙ちゃんお誕生日おめでとう！！💙🥰

(late but better than never) en birthday art from official boueibu haikara character designer & art director, Murakami Ayaka!

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"Ouran High School Host Club" anime new 20th anniversary commemorative visual revealed at Anime Expo 2025

Source

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Such a boyfailure I love him sm <33

Brushstrokes and Blushes

✦fem!reader, Ace Trappola

✦The last thing Ace expected when he got dragged into an elective art class was to develop a huge, ridiculous crush on the teacher.

✦Humor, Fluff, Teacher!Reader, Ace Being a Menace, Protective Deuce

✦Word Count: 2,409

The last thing Ace expected when he got dragged into an elective art class was to develop a huge, ridiculous crush on the teacher.

It all started on a sluggish Tuesday afternoon.

Ace flopped into the nearest stool in the art room, dramatically dragging his sketchpad behind him.

“Ugh. Can’t believe I had to fill an elective slot. Why couldn’t it be something easy like… broom flying or potion tasting?”

Deuce, ever the responsible one, sat beside him with better posture and a furrowed brow.

“You already failed broom flying, remember? And you can’t ‘taste’ potions if you blow them up.”

Ace rolled his eyes. “Still better than drawing. What am I gonna do? Doodle some hearts and hope I pass?”

Deuce sighed. “Just try not to get detention.”

But before either could complain further, the door opened.

And you walked in.

You were smiling. Softly, genuinely. Wearing a pastel-toned blouse smudged slightly with paint, hair tucked back with two clips, and a warmth that filled the whole room. The soft clink of your earrings and the smell of oil paint and florals preceded your calm voice as you greeted the class.

“Good afternoon, everyone. I’m Y/N, your new art teacher. I’m really happy to be here with all of you.”

Ace sat up straighter.

You were… cute.

No—hot.

No—hot and cute?!

“Let’s start with something simple today,” you continued, motioning to the front of the classroom. “You don’t need to be perfect. Just draw what you feel. Art’s more about expression than execution.”

Ace’s brain short circuited at the way you smiled. Did your eyes just sparkle or was that the overhead lights?

You passed out supplies and complimented each student in some way. You were patient with Cater when he drew a selfie instead of the still life you’d assigned. You didn’t even get mad when Grim spilled paint on the desk. And when you stopped by Ace’s desk, leaning slightly over his shoulder to look at the messy sketch he’d done of a half finished apple, your voice was soft and encouraging.

“That’s a great start. Try adding some shadow here, just like this…” You gently guided his pencil with yours. “See? It gives the apple a bit more dimension.”

Ace, who normally hated being corrected, stared at you with wide eyes and a pounding heart.

He was in trouble.

When you moved on to help another student, Ace blinked down at his paper. For the first time in his life, he actually cared whether a drawing turned out okay. Not because he loved art, but because you told him he could do better.

He nudged Deuce with his elbow.

“Dude.”

Deuce didn’t look up. “Hmm?”

“She’s like… super cute and hot.”

Deuce paused, pencil in midair. “Don’t.”

“I think I’m in love.”

“You’re not.”

“I am. This is fate.”

Deuce finally looked at him, visibly alarmed. “Ace. No. She’s a teacher.”

“She’s not that much older.”

“She teaches us. That means she’s off-limits. There are rules. Probably laws. Probably murder attempts by Crowley if you even try.”

Ace grinned smugly. “You’re just jealous.”

Deuce groaned. “This is your worst idea ever. And that includes the time you tried to smuggle chocolate frogs during potion exams.”

Ace didn’t answer. He was too busy glancing at you across the room like a heart eyed fool.

•

You, meanwhile, had noticed Ace’s stares. And while you were used to the occasional flirty student like Cater had already jokingly asked if you were single, there was something particularly obvious about Ace Trappola.

He wasn’t subtle.

At all.

He’d stared for most of the class, and when you gave him a simple suggestion, his face turned red and he just… blinked at you like you’d cast a spell on him.

You didn’t blame him, students his age were bundles of hormones. You’d seen this kind of thing before. It was sweet, and innocent, and—

Entirely inappropriate.

But harmless.

You smiled to yourself as you continued circling the room, deciding not to make a big deal of it.

Kids would be kids.

Besides, it would fade.

Right?

•

After class, Ace lingered behind while others packed up.

“Um. Miss Y/N?” he called out, casually leaning against a nearby stool like it owed him money. “So… how long have you been drawing?”

You turned, pleasantly surprised. “Most of my life, really. I started with charcoal, but I’ve come to love oils and pastels too.”

“That’s cool,” Ace said, trying to act smooth. “You must be, like, really good.”

You laughed lightly. “I’d hope so, otherwise I wouldn’t be teaching you guys.”

He gave a sheepish grin.

You tilted your head. “Do you enjoy drawing?”

Ace shrugged. “I dunno. Never really tried. But today was… not bad.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that. Hopefully I can make it even more enjoyable for you.”

Ace smiled, and for a moment, his heart actually thudded. Like, hard.

Maybe this wasn’t just a little crush.

Maybe this was the real deal.

Maybe—

Deuce suddenly appeared in the doorway, arms crossed and scowling.

“Let’s go, Ace. Lunch isn’t gonna wait.”

Ace blinked, startled. “Oh—right. Yeah.” He gave you one last smile. “See you next class, Miss Y/N.”

You nodded. “See you, Trappola.”

Once they were out of earshot, Deuce grabbed him by the collar. “Get a grip!”

Ace just grinned, heart still hammering in his chest.

“I’m doomed.”

•

The bell rang, signaling the end of another long art class. You stood at the front of the room with your usual warm smile, thanking the students as they walked out. Most of them nodded back or mumbled a goodbye, eager to head off to their next class or some club activity.

Ace Trappola, however, lingered by the door, fidgeting with his sketchpad and pretending he was in no rush. You noticed him immediately, he’d been unusually chipper all class, sneaking glances at you and asking questions he already knew the answers to.

“Trappola,” you said gently. “Is there something you need?”

Ace stepped forward, trying to look cooler than he felt. “Yeah, actually,” he said, stuffing one hand into his uniform pocket and giving you a half smile. “I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me.”

You blinked, then tilted your head with a light laugh. “Absolutely not.”

His smile faltered just a little. “Wha—what? That’s it?!”

“I mean that kindly,” you added, your tone still calm and gentle. “You’re a sweet kid, Ace, but you’re a student, and I’m your teacher. Not to mention the age difference. So no, not now, not ever.”

Ace stared, slightly slack jawed. “You called me a kid?”

“You are,” you said simply, walking past him to stack a few leftover brushes in the sink. “I appreciate the honesty, though. That took guts.”

You thought that would be the end of it.

You were wrong.

The next day, Ace was back at it again, another compliment here, a cheeky grin there. And again, he waited until the end of class.

“Hey, how about that date?”

“Still no.”

Then again the day after that.

“I’m thinking maybe dinner and a walk by the school lake? Very romantic.”

“Absolutely not.”

And again. And again. It became a strange sort of routine. He didn’t seem discouraged in the slightest, even if his attempts kept getting shot down.

•

By the time lunchtime came around one week later, Ace was at the cafeteria table with his usual crew, slumped over his tray like a man defeated.

“She smiled at me today,” Ace groaned, stabbing a piece of sausage like it had offended him. “But then… boom! another rejection. ‘Absolutely not,’ she says. Again!”

Jack shook his head. “That’s because she’s your teacher. Of course she keeps saying no.”

“She’s also, like, an adult,” Ortho chimed in, blinking. “Biologically speaking, the odds of compatibility—”

“Please, Ortho,” Epel muttered, sipping his juice. “You’re not helping.”

Deuce sighed and rubbed his temples. “Ace, we’ve been listening to this every lunch for the last eight days. You keep asking, she keeps saying no. Why are you doing this to yourself?”

“Because she’s hot, and sweet, and cool!” Ace protested. “Have you seen the way she talks about art like it’s magic? Have you seen her smile when someone finally gets the shading right? I’m telling you, it’s fate!”

Epel stared. “Bro, this is either the dumbest thing you’ve ever done or the most hopeless romantic one.”

“Why not both?” Ace muttered dramatically.

Deuce looked between the others, then back at Ace. “Okay, listen. You need a distraction. Let’s head into town after class. We’ll hit up the game store or something.”

“Or eat ice cream!” Ortho added. “That helps with heartbreak, right?”

“Y’all are acting like I got dumped,” Ace grumbled, but he was already sitting up straighter. “Alright, alright. Maybe getting out will help. But just know I’m not giving up.”

“Of course not,” Jack said dryly. “Because you never listen.”

As the boys made plans, Ace found himself smiling again. He’d take the break. But deep down, he was already planning how to ask you again, maybe with flowers next time.

•

The town buzzed with its usual weekend energy, vendors shouting, students roaming, and shopkeepers setting out signs. It was the perfect place for a distraction, and Ace actually found himself enjoying it.

“Okay, I’ll admit it,” Ace said with a grin, popping a candy in his mouth. “This was a good idea.”

“I told you,” Deuce said, arms crossed. “It’s nice to just chill without… you know, heartbreak.”

“You sound like I got dumped.” Ace rolled his eyes. “I never even got a yes.”

The boys had already hit up the arcade, where Ace had gone on a dramatic winning streak that included beating Epel at every racing game and losing horribly to Ortho in a rhythm battle.

They grabbed some snacks, wandered a bit, even found a cute photo booth. For a moment, Ace had stopped thinking about you entirely.

Until Ortho’s voice broke through the crowd.

“Uh-oh.”

“What’s ‘uh-oh’ supposed to mean?” Ace asked, half-laughing. “You break something again?”

Ortho didn’t answer. He and Deuce were frozen, standing like badly coded NPCs trying to block Ace’s view of the other side of the street.

But it was already too late.

Ace leaned to the side and his heart stopped.

You were there, standing in front of a boutique. Dressed in something soft and elegant, makeup done just enough to highlight your best features. You looked like you belonged on the cover of a magazine. You were scrolling on your phone, casually unaware that you had just become the center of someone’s universe all over again.

“Oh crap…” Epel muttered.

“She looks… whoa,” Jack said with a sigh, already bracing for the incoming disaster.

Ace didn’t hear any of them. He was already crossing the street.

“Hey, hey!” he called, waving. “Fancy seeing you here!”

You looked up and smiled. That smile. It still had the power to melt anyone’s heart.

“Well, look at you boys,” you said sweetly. “Having fun?”

“Y-Yeah! Totally!” Ace grinned, flicking his hair back like he didn’t spend most mornings messing with it in the mirror. “But wow—you look amazing today. Like, drop-dead gorgeous. Special occasion or just naturally that stunning?”

Behind him, Deuce groaned into his hands. Jack facepalmed. Ortho was trying to calculate the fastest way to drag Ace out of the line of fire.

You were just about to respond when the door behind you swung open, and a familiar voice followed

“Apologies for the delay, Love. That employee was more clueless than a freshman on his first potion.”

Professor Crewel stepped out, dressed to the nines in an immaculate suit and silk gloves, like he had just walked off a fashion runway. His sharp eyes landed on Ace and the boys… and he froze.

There was a beat of stunned silence.

“Oh no…” Epel whispered.

Crewel raised an eyebrow. “Students?”

You gave a sheepish sigh and looked at the group with a soft smile. “Boys, I guess I should’ve said something sooner. Crewel and I are dating.”

Ace blinked.

He blinked again.

And then he laughed, but it sounded like it might also be a sob.

“You’re dating Professor Crewel?!” he asked, voice cracking like a broken guitar string.

“You’re a literal child, Trappola,” Crewel said dryly, though he didn’t sound angry. “Be grateful your taste is excellent.”

“I mean—yeah—but seriously?!”

“I’m very serious,” you said gently, placing a hand on Crewel’s arm.

Crewel’s cold, stern face softened at your touch.

“Right. Sure. That’s cool.” Ace nodded, looking like someone just deleted his save file. “Totally… great. Great for you two.”

You both gave a polite farewell, and walked off hand in hand, leaving Ace staring at the back of your outfit like it had personally betrayed him.

There was a long, painful silence.

“…Well,” Deuce said, clapping him on the back. “At least now you have closure.”

Ace groaned. “My heart just got critical-hit KO’d.”

“You were going to get rejected again anyway,” Jack said bluntly.

“Yeah, but not this hard!!!”

Ortho tilted his head. “I can find you someone statistically more likely to say yes, if that helps.”

“I don’t need your pity matchmaking, Ortho,” Ace mumbled, sulking.

They were about to head back toward the café when Ace suddenly gasped.

“What?” Epel asked.

Across the street, another young woman had stepped out of a flower shop. Dressed like springtime and sunshine, fixing her hair in the reflection of the glass.

Ace straightened up, flashing a grin.

“…Or maybe it’s time for the next chapter.”

“NO!” all four boys said at once.

Too late. Ace was already strolling toward her.

Deuce dropped his face into his hands. “Here we go again.”

Jack growled. “You’d think rejection would teach him something.”

“Not Ace,” Epel muttered. “He treats love like a boss fight, keeps rushing in ‘til it works.”

Ortho blinked and said cheerfully, “I think it’s romantic.”

“It’s not!” the other three groaned.

And from across the street, Ace’s flirty voice rang out once more.

“Hey there, need help carrying those flowers?”

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