#goldenprotag

@goldenprotag​ :

「 There was always the option to give these personally since Frey is his roommate, but Micah feels a tiny bit too embarrassed to hand these out in-person. So Micah settled for leaving the present on her bedside table before she wakes up: five tulips with a box of yellow-tulip designed cookies. 」

⌜ Hey Pigtails!

     Surprise! I can’t find any yellow tulips at the  school, but I know these are your favorites so I hope these would do :) I bet you didn’t know I could bake… I didn’t too, ha ha!

    Anyway, happy Flower Festival, Captain! Have a good one :)

                                                     - Micah          ⌟

Frey’s morning was greeted with a wonderful surprise, tulips waiting for her the moment she woke up. By her bedside table she sees five beautiful tulips and a box full of treats. Not just any treat either, but tulip ones! Yellow tulips have always been her favorite since it meant positivity and cheerfulness. And hopeless love, but that’s a different case. Frey knows these tulips have no other meaning behind apart from Micah wanting to gift her favorites and that was more than enough.

“Oh, Micah...” Frey giggled and tried not to burst out into happy tears this early in the morning. She intended to hand out flowers today, fully aware there won’t be any of her favorite flowers available in stock. But for someone to go the extra mile and give her her favorites, even through the form of food? The cheer captain felt her heart skip a beat, especially as she reads over his short but sweet message. She wasn’t sure if he was still in the dorm but if he’s not, she’ll just have to find him in the campus later.

Halfway through her delivery of tulips to every student she saw in the campus, Frey finally spotted a familiar blonde in the crowd. He must have been handing out flowers too, but this time around, he can’t escape.

“Hey there, Captain~!” Frey ran towards the blonde, half-full basket in hand. Out of all her deliveries, she looked forward to giving him his to thank him back for his thoughtful gift. “I got the tulips you sent me, he he. You should have given them to me personally.”

@goldenprotag

It was a pity her favorite subject wasn’t favored by students. Has the number of students who liked science decreased over the years? Given there weren’t plenty who would openly say they loved chemistry. If they would be into the sciences, they’d choose something easy. 

Like biology. Or botany. Or health science.

Uck.

Astronomy wasn’t so bad but...Chemistry is far more difficult and requires less memorization but more logic! The superior science! But noooo, people like plants more, it seems. And the few students that did take her subject were... lacking.

“Mr. Evans I’m sure you know why I called for you today.” Vivi did not like scolding students who actually tried. In her class, she can spot the blond soccer captain paying attention and taking notes. Now, unless he was just needlessly doodling, he shouldn’t be failing.

Yet... he was. 

@goldenprotag 

With all due respect, the last thing that Karen needed was somebody telling her what to do. Sports were a great way for her to get out her rougher, more violent energy, but there was a reason she typically stuck to something like karate - she was in charge of her own progression, rather than someone telling her how much she sucked. It was one thing if it was a teacher, and it was a completely other thing for it to be someone her own age.

Someone like Golden Boy, for example, who she only knew about because she’d been told he was captain of the soccer team. And how annoying was that, really? Couldn’t they just have a coach and go with it? Why did they even need to have a captain? Shouldn’t everything in sports be a fucking democracy rather than a dictatorship anyway?

They lied. But you can still reserve him~

@goldenprotag :

「 Micah of course didn’t forget about his chemistry teacher who’s been nothing but patient and understanding as he struggled with the subject. With a note to accompany it, Micah left out 5 lavenders on Vivi’s desk. 」

⌜ Hey Miss Ire!

     Thanks for being so patient with me at chem. I’ll get the hang of chemistry soon, just you wait!

    Happy Flower Festival!

                                                     - Micah          ⌟

“Oh, Micah. You don’t have to rush yourself.” Vivi replied to the note vocally as she read along. As always, her golden student was so sweet, even if he did struggle with her subject. At least he was trying and truthfully wanted to improve, it was all up to her teaching tactics now to see if there will be some improvement on his side.

⌜ Hey Karen!

     Here’s to a good year at the soccer club! I know you don’t like me as your Captain, but I want you to know hopefully I can prove myself to you one day :D

    Enjoy the flower festival, yeah?

                                                     - Micah          

What an asshole. What exactly was he trying to prove here? What was he saying? That he was superior to her because he didn’t have any qualms with accepting her as being nothing but a difficult female? That if she was going to deny this little offer of wealth and friendship, then she was the bad guy here?

“Unbelievable,” Karen muttered as she went into the bathroom and opened a drawer forcefully. “As if I’d let him win.” She pulled out a vase aggressively, then practically threw the tap on so she could fill it. “As if I’d even...ugh!! The asshole!” She carried the vase back to the flowers, snipped the tip of them at an angle, and shoved them into the vase, glowering at them.

They were lovely.

Yo, Captain~ you’ll be staying at Dorm C3!