The next day, Souda decided he needed to get his act together. They weren't going to pull this off if Gundham wouldn't comply with his demands - Souda didn't think they were unreasonable, it was just to help a friend out, why was it such a big deal? - so he decided the only course of action would be to make him. It would look more believable that way, anyway. Souda was anxious, his stomach tying and untying in knots, but he didn't think there was an over lot that could go wrong. He needed to set things in motion, first.

        'Hey, can you get to the class early?'

      He scrolled through his contacts, stopping on Gundham's name, and sending it, dropping the text his way just before he left the house.

     'Sent to Gundham Tanaka'

    He began walking, when his phone buzzed in return. He fished it out of the pocket of his jumpsuit and swiped to unlock, reading the message.

      'Gundham Tanaka: Is this another one of your schemes, mortal?'

       'Yeah, but it's not a bad one, I promise!'

      'Gundham Tanaka: Fine. I shall trust you this once. Do not be late, you know Fuyuhiko And Peko like to be early'

       Souda let out a sigh in relief before digging his phone back into his pocket and picking up the pace, racing down the sidewalk towards Hope's Peak. Never had he been so enthusiastic to come to school before. Though, he had never planned a fake make out with Gundham Tanaka before.

      Souda arrived pretty quickly, slamming open doors in his wake. Was he too late? To early? Would someone else throw a spanner in his works, being in the classroom already? He hoped not. That would wreck his plan pretty quickly - not that it was exactly fool proof. He had to hope the timing was just right, otherwise this could be very, very awkward...

     With no way of knowing if this plan would even work - he would have to have Komaeda level luck for it to actually pull through - he pushed open the door to the classroom. To his great relief, Gundham was sat alone on his chair by the window, arms folded, face stoic and hard, though that was simply the usual. Gundham jumped in shock as Souda practically kicked the door down in his enthusiasm, and it bounced off the wall.

      "Mortal, do not scare me like that," He sighed, shuffling in his seat to prop himself up from where he was practically sprawled and laying in his seat. Souda was hit by a sudden reluctance. What would be the damage of this?

      He quickly pushed it aside. Whatever the consequences, it was worth it to keep the picture under wraps. He would likely die if that got out.

    "You have a new scheme? Do tell me-" Gundham began, but soon stumbled on his words as Souda advanced on him with a vengeance, and Gundham suddenly decided - from the fiery look Souda had in his eye - that he did not exactly like whatever this new scheme was. He was startled as Souda drew in close - much closer than he had been expecting.

     Souda sent a subtle glance to the clock. Yes, the timing had managed to work out. It was go time.

     "What are you-?" Gundham was cut off, but this time it was not his own stumbling. Souda had boldly swung a leg over gundham, and dropped himself easily into his lap. His body heat was far too close from Gundham comfort, and he jolted in shock, trying to shimmy himself upright. However, Souda caught his jaw in his hand, gripping it in a grip far stronger than what he expected Souda to have.

       His eyes were wide and definitely shocked, was Souda really doing what he seemed to be? Gundham's face began to flush a deep red, hadn't he already said no to this? Souda's face was also a light pink to highlight his embarrassment, however he seemed determined. He had made up his mind, even before Gundham refused.  

     The classroom door swung open.

     "What is going on here?!" Chisa let out a shocked squeak, quickly reaching to cover Chiaki's eyes, though she wasn't even looking anyway, too busy tapping away at the game device in her hand.

      Both Souda's and Gundham's faces were burning well, and Gundham curled fists into the fabric of Souda's jumpsuit.

     "You were seriously making out?! Right here?!" Hiyoko asked in disgust, while Mahiru was stood behind her, hands clutched her bleeding nose. Obviously, she appreciated the sight.

     "W-We-" Gundham began to stutter out his denial, before he received a quick jab in his side and he jolted with the slight pain and shock. Of course, Souda had been hoping for this all along hadn't he?

     "Pick somewhere less public next time," Fuyuhiko muttered in annoyance, pushing through the group of gawking students, followed by Peko, and the two breezed towards their seats at the back of the class. Souda, bright red but rather proud of himself, with a stupid grin on his face, lifted himself from Gundham's lap and shuffled between the tables and other students, to his own desk, kicking back in satisfaction.

     'let's see them try to doubt it, now', he thought to himself. However, his eyes went wide as he noticed one student still stood in the doorway. Chiaki blinked up at girl in the doorway owlishly.

    "Huh? Didn't anyone tell you about Gundham and Souda?"

     Sonia just gave a stunned look, before quickly trying to blink it away and hide her surprise, zipping towards her desk and sitting with her hands clasped tightly, head down.

      Souda felt his stomach churning in horror. A new way to ruin his plan had just been discovered. The girl he liked now thought he was gay for his mortal enemy.

     It was safe to say, his beloved Miss Sonia had just received the shock of her life.

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