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To Kimchi, with love
There are a lot of things I want to do with your prompts. At first, I would’ve done all of them, but that would take me a long time. I took your first option: handcuffs. But I like option number three. And six. I’ve always wanted to draw a scene between businessman!Cain coming up to frontliner!Yvette and frontliner!Yvette asking him if he has to declare anything and Cain replies a ridiculously cheesy pick-up line. IT’S RIDICULOUSLY ROM-COM-ISH BUT I CAN’T HELP IT. D:
So I did this instead. This way, I get to put my journalism education to a very good use. (Shameshameshameonme.) And it’s very embarrassing to write a pseudo-fanfic of my own manga. I won’t be surprised if you condemn me after this ;_;
It doesn’t have a title. It will never have a title.
Also, sorry in advance for my trigger-happy attitude for image filters. Filters make my art socially acceptable.
Excuse me while I go slit my wrist.
So it’s a good day for Yvette.
For one, it’s a perfectly sunny day. For another, her training is going well as far as she knows, and Mom isn’t piling on her stacks of training schedules, and that’s a very good thing indeed.
And since it’s a good day, Yvette decides to reward herself something good. Like a caramel macchiato from the open cafe. Yes, that’s a good plan, that’s a great plan. And so caramel macchiato it is.
The open cafe of the school is sparse with customers, considering it’s already past recess. Another point for Yvette.
Just as she’s about to order, she stops, looks on her right, and gawks.
Immediately she grabs a newspaper copy from the counter and stares at the glaring headline, typed in bold letters:
GOLDEN PRINCE HANDCUFFED WITH ANOTHER WOMAN
Yvette’s left eye twitches.
Accompanied by the headline is a scandalous picture of her and – lo and behold! – Cain-that-damn-bastard Sforza in a scandalous position. A lot of things are swimming and drowning in Yvette’s mind right then, which include, listed in numbers:
1. What is this travesty.
2. Why is the school paper’s headline about that damn bastard. Are there any other better news than this one?
3. Where the hell did they get that picture?
4. God dammit, that picture.
5. Seriously, what the hell?
Still disbelieving at the turn of events, Yvette soldiers on, proceeding to read the article:
Golden Prince handcuffed with another woman
By Heidi Moore
Cain Sforza, 17, senior student of Class 4-A and Rowan Academy’s “Golden Prince”, was seen Tuesday handcuffed with his classmate, Yvette Sinclair, 16.
It is unknown how and when exactly they were handcuffed at that time.
Some witnesses said that on that day, Sforza came to school free from any links, but during recess, he emerged from the classroom already bound to Sinclair, who was thrashing and screaming the whole time.
Because of what happened, the entire school building erupted into chaos.
Female students, who also happened to be members of the Golden Prince Fan Club, exploded like the coming apocalypse. Luckily, the school did not suddenly announce a lockout.
Meanwhile, the rest of the students were caught in the blaze, and a few casualties had been counted, though the injuries were not severe.
In an interesting display of authority, the student council froze the commotion via ice magic and sent Sforza and Sinclair to the student council office, where they were protected from rabid fangirls.
“I find it very intriguing that the students would react with such passion,” said Student Council President Lawrence Glenn.
Other students, however, had something else to say.
“Who does she think she is,” cried Christina Walters, junior student of Class 3-B and the current spokesperson of the Golden Prince Fan Club, “putting handcuffs on Prince Cain so she could have him for herself?!”
It is important to note that nobody knew who handcuffed the two students, so the culprit may still be at large.
When approached to ask for her side of the story, Sinclair just glared, enunciated an emphatic expletive, and stomped away.
Sforza, as always, is unavailable for interview.
The good thing to come out of this disorder, according to Glenn, is the quick action and camaraderie between the student council. He also added that variety is the spice of life.
“I really love this school,” Glenn said.
Cain Sforza is the most popular student in Rowan Academy and is at present the third in the school’s combat rankings. He is dubbed as Rowan Academy’s Golden Prince for his strength and talent, and is a Quickening prodigy. He has a fan club called the Golden Prince Fan Club, consisting of eighty percent of the female student population.
Slowly, Yvette lowers the paper, eyes trained at the air, unseeing. This is not fair. This is so unfair. And the day started out so good …
It’s all that bastard’s fault. Damn him.
Yvette glances around her, decides that there are no witnesses (save for the barista, but he doesn’t count), and promptly takes all the copies.
Later, the people in Rowan Academy would wonder where all the copies of today’s Quicksilver had gone to, and why the fire alarm suddenly went off. It would be a mystery unsolved for aeons to come.
So! Three things in canon: yes, Cain has a fan club, of course; yes, he is called the Golden Prince; and yes, Quicksilver is the name of the school paper.
I hope you like this, Kimchi. I had fun cooking up with such a story, despite my earlier statements of woe and embarrassment.