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Lovers wingman

A story about two young men who help the oblivious or obvious wanna be couples. Tales of different love stories unfold in front of them It’s time to be our schools very own Cupid!

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Prologue

In the middle of the class, there on a large desk stood a tall boy with his head down low, he takes his hand and points at two young teens, both with gleaming eyes full of expectation.

The boy on the desk shoots his head up to stare at them with a wide grin, he speaks up with a loud and cheery voice

"So you both want to work under me," he looks at the two young ones back and fourth, both of them nod their heads quickly, "Well then, you'll have to pass my trials!" The boy on the desk jumps down without warning, and with a mysterious grin puts his hands on either of their shoulders.

Both the young ones look at each other, sweat tickles down their faces as they turn back to their upperclassman, simultaneously they both let out a determined "Yes!"

The boy takes his hands away, placing a hand on his chin he closes his eyes for a moment as if thinking. Coming to a conclusion, proudly he raises his hand holding up his index finger.

"Alright, first things first! Call me 'Upperclassman Cupid'!"

Without hesitation the two underclass men bow their heads, "UPPERCLASSMAN CUPID!" The two repeated this and their movements continuously, earning the proud laughs of the boy in front of them.

It was short lived as a scoff could be heard by the doorway, all three of the males turn to the classrooms door, which is now open wider than it was before. There stood another boy, about an inch taller than upperclassman Cupid, he leans back up from the doorframe and looks at the three males in the class as if they couldn't catch colds.

He glares over to the blonde boy in front of the lower class men, "Quit messing around and get to the club room, the janitor needs you to clean."

Cupid ignores the words of the boy in the doorway, instead looking back at the nervous underclassmen, he grins at them again.

"Alright, time to cut this short! Why don't you both go ahead and recognize him as your upperclassman, call him upperclassman Will!"

Once again the two young ones start their bowing movements and begin chanting, "UPPERCLASSMAN WILL!"

Once again the laughing of Cupid feels the classroom.

The boy in the doorway sighs at this, turning around to leave.

"How stupid…"

I’m exited to make this one~. This story or school isn’t set in any country in my mind, so take it as Japan, America, or China for all I care. But there will be upper and underclassmen

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