@bae9779s: A week had passed since that afternoon in the hallway, and the rift between them had only widened, not because Oom was actively avoiding Bam, but because Oom was rarely ever alone anymore. Invitations for dinners, lunches, and study sessions flooded Oom’s schedule daily. She was rarely seen sitting with their usual circle of friends at the main courtyard anymore. Whenever Bam managed to find an opening to approach her, even just to ask a simple question, a swarm of eager girls would inevitably interrupt, pulling Oom away with soft giggles and gentle tugs at her sleeves. Inside the quiet student lounge, Hera, Athena, Lena, and Miu sat around a coffee table, watching Bam pace back and forth like a caged predator. Bam's jaw was perpetually clenched, her hands balled into tight fists in her blazer pockets every time Oom's name was brought up. "Look at her," Hera teased with a sly smirk, leaning back against the couch. "If looks could kill, half the female population in the communications department would be buried six feet under by now." Athena chuckled softly, sipping her iced tea. "Careful, Hera. Saralee looks like she’s about one minor inconvenience away from starting a full-blown riot." "Can you blame her?" Lena added fuel to the fire, winking as she nudged Bam's arm when Bam paced past her. "P'Oom went out for lunch with that pretty junior again today. Word on campus is, they shared a slice of cheesecake. P'Oom even fed her a bite." "She didn't!" Bam snapped, her voice sharp, her eyes blazing with raw, unmistakable fury as she whipped her head toward Lena. "Oh, she definitely did," Lena lied smoothly with a dramatic shrug, enjoying the intense flare of dark red that flushed across Bam's neck and cheeks. "And honestly? Oom looked like she was enjoying every second of it." Bam let out a frustrated growl, running a hand through her hair, her chest heaving as the green-eyed monster inside her tore through her composure. Before Bam could pace again, Miu stood up, stepping directly into her path. "Bam, in all seriousness, who do you want to see when you open your eyes?" Miu asked, taking a slow step forward. Bam blinked, forced to take a step backward. "Oom," Bam said, her breath hitching. "Who do you expect to message you the second you pick up your phone?" Miu pressed, taking another deliberate step closer as Bam retreated another pace. "Oom," Bam answered again, her voice shaking. "Who are you always searching for in every crowded room?" Miu demanded, stepping forward again, closing the distance while Bam backed away until her heels bumped against the edge of a study desk. "Oom," Bam breathed, trapped against the wood. "Who makes your heart beat completely out of control just by saying your name?" Miu asked, stepping right into her personal space. "Oom." "Who do you think dirty thoughts about, Bam? Like, you want to taste." "Miu Natsha, get away from me! Oom might see." Bam tried to protest, her cheeks burning, but Miu cut her off immediately. "Who, Bam Saralee?" Miu asked, leaning in closer, grinning wide as her face was only inches away from Bam's reddening face. #oomeisaya #bamsaralee #oombam

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