@inib_acgjmmss8: The school hallway was unusually quiet. Not because there were no students. Because everyone knew the SSLG President was angry. “MIKHA.” Mikha stopped mid-step. She slowly turned around and saw Aiah standing at the end of the hallway, arms crossed, expression unreadable. “Uh… hi, Pres?” “Office. Now.” Mikha sighed. “Yes, ma’am.” They entered the empty SSLG office. The moment the door closed, Aiah placed a stack of papers on the table. “Do you know what these are?” Mikha glanced at them. “Complaints?” “Complaints about you.” Mikha’s smile disappeared. “You skipped the flag ceremony again.” “I was late.” “You climbed over the back gate.” “I was really late.” “You argued with the teacher.” “She started it.” “And yesterday, you slept during the meeting!” Mikha scratched her head. “I was tired.” Aiah stared at her. “Mikha.” “What?” “I am your girlfriend.” Mikha blinked. “I know.” “But I'm also the SSLG President.” “I know that too.” “Then why do you keep making things harder for me?” Mikha's expression softened. “I didn't mean to.” “But you did.” Aiah's voice cracked slightly. Mikha noticed. “Aiah…” “Do you know what people are saying about me?” Aiah asked quietly. “They say I'm only protecting you because you're my girlfriend. They say I'm not fit to be president because I can't even discipline my own girlfriend.” Mikha stepped closer. “I don't care what they say.” “But I do!” Aiah's eyes filled with tears. “I hear it every day, Mikha. From students. From officers. Even from people who don't know anything about us.” Mikha went silent. “I've been trying so hard to be a good president,” Aiah continued. “But every time you do something reckless, I'm the one who gets blamed for it.” “I'll change.” “You always say that.” “I mean it this time.” Aiah shook her head. “I don't know if I can keep doing this.” Mikha froze. “What do you mean?” Aiah looked away. “Maybe… we should break up.” Silence. For once, Mikha had nothing funny to say. “You don't mean that.” “I do.” “No.” “Mikha—” “No.” Aiah finally looked at her. Mikha's usual playful expression was gone. “If being my girlfriend is making things harder for you, then I'll understand if you need space,” Mikha whispered. “But don't think breaking up will magically make everyone stop talking.” Aiah looked down. “I just don't want to lose my position because of us.” “You won't.” “How do you know?” “Because I'll stop giving you reasons to defend me.” Aiah looked at her. Mikha took a breath. “From now on, I'll follow the rules. No skipping ceremonies. No climbing gates. No arguing with teachers. No sleeping during meetings.” Aiah raised an eyebrow. “You're promising all that?” Mikha nodded. “Yeah.” “And you'll actually do it?” Mikha smiled faintly. “I'll try.” “Mikha.” “Okay, okay. I will.” Aiah stared at her for a few seconds. Then she sighed. “You're so annoying.” “I know.” “Pasaway.” “I know.” “Stressful.” “I know.” Aiah wiped her tears. “And… you're still my girlfriend.” Mikha's eyes widened. “Wait. So we're not breaking up?” Aiah shook her head. “Not today.” Mikha immediately smiled. “YES!” “Don't celebrate yet.” “Too late.” Aiah pointed at her. “One more violation and—” “Breakup?” Aiah paused. “...No.” Mikha grinned. “Good.” Aiah rolled her eyes. “Suspension.” “That's worse!” “Exactly.” Mikha laughed. For the first time that day, Aiah smiled too. Maybe being the SSLG President wasn't easy. Maybe being Mikha's girlfriend was even harder. But they both knew one thing. They didn't have to choose between their responsibilities and each other. They just had to learn how to grow together. And for Mikha, that meant learning that sometimes— loving Aiah meant listening to her. Especially when she said, “Mikha, behave.” “Yes, Pres.” THE END! HAHAHAHAHA #mikhaiah #au #fypシ゚viral #followers #fyp

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