Fame Game: SHIROKAWA ACADEMY

Wonhee's Pov

A triumphant smirk curls at the corners of my lips as I observe the unfolding situation. The girl who had dared to challenge my vote trade has unknowingly stepped into a trap of her own making. One false move and the fragile facade I've constructed could crumble, but I won't allow that to happen so easily.

Approaching Oh Yoona with a mask of false concern, I weave a web of deceit with carefully chosen words. "Oh Yoona," I say, my voice laced with feigned sympathy, "I couldn't help but notice your dilemma with the vote trade. But fear not, for I have a solution."

Oh Yoona looks at me, her expression a mixture of confusion and hope. "What do you mean? How can you help me?"

I let a knowing smile grace my features as I continue, my voice dripping with honeyed charm. "If you cast your vote for me," I whisper, "I will rally my friends to vote for you in return. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement, strengthening our chances of success."

Oh Yoona's eyes widen, her doubts fading away. The allure of popularity and support proves irresistible, clouding her judgment. "You would do that for me? Really?"

I nod, my smile widening with false warmth. "Of course, Oh Yoona. Our friendship means a lot to me, and this partnership will elevate us both. Together, we can surpass the rest."

Weeks of intricate planning have led up to this pivotal moment. Oh Yoona succumbs to my persuasion, replacing her friend's name with mine on the ballot without realizing the magnitude of her decision. Satisfaction courses through me as the pieces of my plan fall seamlessly into place.

With every calculated maneuver, I revel in the chaos and discord I've orchestrated. Friendships crumble, alliances fracture, all at the hand of my masterfully executed manipulation. The control I hold over their lives is intoxicating, a testament to my prowess.

As the game progresses, I revel in the power I exert over the lives of my peers. Whispers of rumors and snippets of conversations reaffirm the success of my manipulative web. The realization that my plan is unfolding flawlessly sends a thrill of triumph through my veins.

Each calculated move I make solidifies my dominion, watching with sinister delight as alliances crumble and loyalties fracture. The game board is my canvas, and I am the master of manipulation, sculpting the fate of Shirokawa Academy to my liking.