Act: Play

They're kissing. Well, sort of.

They appear to be frozen to the point that they can't even part away from each other. Léandre, thankfully, considers the logistics of human respiration and takes a few steps back. Other than that, neither Swara nor Léandre seems to be making another move anytime soon.

And neither does the cafeteria.

"Well, now that it's happening," says Casimir, from his seat at the table right next to the immobilized disaster duo.

"If I may," he rises up from his place only to move to the other side of the table where Yaemiya is seated. She is as stock-still because of her best friend suddenly smooching her nemesis as one should be, but that doesn't stop her eyes from following Casimir as he comes to stand in front of her.

Then proceeds to plop down on one knee and whip out a wristband with rose stickers on it.

"Yae, may I have the honor of dining with you on any of your less industrious but equally invaluable days?"

The bystanders, including Swara and Léandre, have every right to faint.

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When Yaemia Roy and Swara Mallik get the approval for their preferred college in Boston, they should've known that with the phenomenal luck that they have, things go in every other way but the one that's planned.