After meeting with my girls at the cafe and spending time with them, I arrived at our school just before the gates closed.
That encounter with the newspaper guy was already set aside in my head. Apart from telling him about the cuck, I also gave him other scoops concerning those flies that I had yet to meet. Since that guy would surely write an article about me, I decided to use them to sow those seeds.
Of course, I had him give his word that he's going to put it in their column for the next paper release. He agreed but I'd probably need to confirm it when their club printed it. If there's nothing in there, I'll make sure to give him a piece of my mind. Or maybe I'll just direct my grievance to the Newspaper Club President. If it’s the same senior that I interacted with once before during my 1st year in middle school, she might just listen to me.
But thinking about it, if that President still remembers me, she’s probably the one behind that persistent dude.