Chương 37: Creating The First STD Curse

In the hallways of the dormitory, Prink raced up and down, panic evident in every step. Clone Number One, who had been observing, took note of the ruckus. *What's he up to now?* I wondered.

"Did you hear? Prink caught something nasty," a classmate remarked, barely concealing a smirk.

"Oh, really?" I replied, pretending mild interest. Prink had been known for his, shall we say, *flamboyant* lifestyle. It was only a matter of time before he'd find himself in trouble of his own making.

It was common knowledge that if Prink didn't get treatment soon, things could get a lot worse.

"They say the medicine's brutal," the classmate continued, chuckling. "Apparently, he's hiding from the doctors because of it."

"Sounds like him."

The next day, Prink walked into class with a hat pulled low over his head. His entrance stirred the room with hushed whispers; news of his predicament had spread.