When two completely different people cross paths, sparks fly. A hardworking freshman determined to succeed, and a notorious senior with a reputation for trouble, clash in unexpected ways.
But as their hate intensifies, so do the feelings they never...
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The day of the campus event arrived with excitement buzzing through the university. Students filled the seats, eager to see the performances, while backstage, Santa prepared for his debut.
The announcer's voice cut through the chatter. "Ladies and gentlemen, let's give our first performers a big applause..... Santa with his solo dance performance!"
Santa took a deep breath and stepped onto the stage, his heart pounding with anticipation. As the music began, he started his routine with grace and enthusiasm. However, as he executed a complex move, his foot slipped on the oil that had been subtly spread across the stage.
The slip was dramatic. Santa fell hard, his body sprawling across the stage. The audience gasped and then erupted into laughter, their amusement echoing around the venue. Santa, red-faced and mortified, scrambled to his feet but struggled to regain his composure
Without wasting a moment, Santa bolted backstage, tears streaming down his face. He was met by Satang, Boom, Sea, Yatch, and Sammy, who rushed to him with concern.
"Are you okay, Ta?" Satang asked, his voice full of worry.
Santa looked around at his friends, his face crumpling in distress. "I didn't even get to do any of my performance. Can't you guys see how bad my fall was? Everyone just laughed at me. Why can't anything ever go right for me?"
Boom tried to offer comfort. "Don't worry about them. They're just stupid to laugh at you."
Sea added, "It's not your fault. The stage was slippery. No one could have predicted that. Maybe it was the crew mistake...we never know"
Yatch, seeing how upset Santa was, pulled him into a hug. "Hey, it's okay. We're here for you. Sometimes things don't go as planned, but it doesn't define you or your talent. You'll get through this."
Sammy nodded in agreement. "Everyone makes mistakes. This doesn't take away from how great you are. Just focus on feeling better."
Perth, who had been backstage and witnessed the fall, caught the whole incident on his phone. He watched the scene unfold with a smirk on his face. As he saw Santa's embarrassing fall, Perth high-fived his friends, their faces lit up with a mix of triumph and relief.
The announcer's voice returned to the microphone, trying to manage the situation. "It appears that the stage was slippery, which caused the unfortunate fall. We will take a short break and resume performances in 20 minutes. Thank you for your understanding."
As the announcer spoke, Santa's friends continued to comfort him. Santa's heart sank further with each sympathetic glance and comment. The fall had not only embarrassed him but also overshadowed his performance.
Santa looked around at his friends, still feeling overwhelmed. "Thank you for being here. I just wish things would go well for once. "
Yatch squeezed him tighter, trying to offer comfort. "We'll get through this together. Don't let this setback get you down. We believe in you."
