It Takes a Pen to Straighten Up B*st*rds

CHRISTMAS SPECIAL

After the whole ordeal with Adin, Cale finally let out a sigh of relief with his issue going to nothing and life returning to normalcy.

It is December, the month of his long-awaited sweet life on the horizon bordering his slacker life.

[A/N: This was supposed to be posted on the 24th, but I was deployed from the 20th to the 29th. T.T"]

As the holidays approach, Cale will almost certainly take a long vacation to sort out his feelings about Slacker life. As if he can fucking do that.

Especially since the headmaster has decided to host a Christmas party for the entire school.

"With a damn caroling competition out of nowhere."

He looks at his students. He can't trust them to cope with some crap.

He bet they'll do worse, but who is he in front of those smiles planning from shitshow for him?

Adin entered the room, sporting a new haircut. He was supposed to be the bad boy type, but he evolved into a good school boy with a clean-cut hairstyle typical of high schoolers. Cale thought that having a new haircut was for the broken-hearted only but it seems it doesn't apply to singularities only.

I should tell Soohyuk and the rest about him soon.

Adin had been talking to them one by one and had been apologizing nonstop. Cale just allowed him to do what made him feel right. Adin also voluntarily withdrew all his plans against him.

Now I got two glib tongue bastards, a savage speaker, and a tattle-tale

"Now then. There is a school-wide Christmas party." (A/N: This happened in my high school when I was in high school.) There is a brief pause as he considers the rather unexpected scenario. "There will be a caroling competition, but you must write your lyrics."

Clopeh remained motionless, while Alver raised an eyebrow and gazed at the teacher.

"Does it have to be for Christmas?"

"No, the subject can be anything as long as it is funny and merry."

Cale would... appreciate the effort. But he felt something ominous in his student's gazes.

"Anything?" Alver seemed really about to do something abominable.

He offers a diplomatic response, his tone carefully neutral.

"But I would prefer it if you directed this enthusiasm towards more meaningful endeavors."

He felt bad. Bad. As if something bad would soon happen to him.

Caroling is... not necessary.

He lets out a soft sigh, one that barely escapes his control. His voice retains its usual calm, indicating his stance on unsolicited displays of affection.

As long as they are happy.

He would listen out of politeness, but let us leave it at that. Even if it could or could not be about him.

"This is going to be fun," Adin snarks, sending chills down his spine.

Are they planning to murder me or what?

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Today's the day! The school-wide Christmas party. The f-Class table is the center of attention because a handsome man is cooking right in front of them! The food he made was enough to make them drool!

The entire class contributed to their food. Of course, finger foods, but since they wanted it hot, Vicross prepared his handy equipment and began grilling right where their table was. The girls helped him with the preparation while the boys prepared for the table and the drinks.