(Y/N)'s POV

I stomped down the hall, frustration bubbling in my chest. It was the second day in a row, and everyone was still avoiding me. Ranpo, Dazai, even Atsushi-they all acted like I had committed some crime against them.

And of course, there was the Slytherin crew. Particularly Draco Poo Girl, giving me the stink eye like she was going to hex me any moment. Draco himself just shook his head, clearly clueless.

"Why is everyone being so weird?!" I muttered under my breath, making my way toward my dorm. It didn't make any sense. I hadn't done anything to anyone.

I was just walking into my dorm, ready to take a nap to avoid all of them when I saw Kyouka sitting on my bed, flipping through a book as if she hadn't been the only one to not completely avoid me.

"You're the only one left," I sighed, throwing myself down beside her.

She glanced up at me. "They're avoiding you because of Draco."

I stared at her for a moment, processing. "Wait. What? Draco?"

Kyouka nodded. "Yeah. The Yule Ball."

I blinked, trying to catch up. "The Yule Ball? What does that have to do with anything?"

"You danced with Draco."

I blinked again. "And? What does that have to do with this?"

"Do you not realize," Kyouka said with a deadpan expression, "that Draco Malfoy doesn't just dance with anyone?"

I groaned, sinking further into my pillows. "You've got to be kidding me. He was just-"

"He's obsessed with you now," Kyouka said, interrupting. "And everyone's jealous."

I sat up straight, staring at her. "Wait, hold on. What do you mean he's obsessed with me? He barely said two words to me during the ball."

"That's Draco's way of being *interested*," Kyouka said, flipping a page of her book like she was talking about the weather.

I buried my face in my hands. "Are you telling me the entire school is mad because of that?!"

"Pretty much," she replied, unfazed.

I felt a mixture of embarrassment and irritation boiling inside me. "This is ridiculous. I just danced with the guy. That's it. No big deal!"

Kyouka's lips quirked up slightly. "You don't realize how much of a big deal it is, do you?"

I groaned. "I don't even want to know."

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Meanwhile, in the Great Hall...

Ranpo dramatically threw his head back. "I hate everything. I hate everything about this."

"Same," Dazai sighed, poking at his food without any enthusiasm.

Atsushi looked over at Kyouka's side of the table with an almost guilty expression. "Should we really be avoiding (Y/N)? It feels wrong."

"Tell that to Malfoy" Chuuya grumbled, arms crossed, clearly furious. "Do you know how hard it is to get Draco to even notice you in a room? But (Y/N) waltzes in and-" He threw his hands in the air. "They dance at the Yule Ball. And now, they're getting all the attention!"

"That's because she danced with him!" Ranpo groaned. "And now everyone's mad because he actually likes her."

Yosano sighed, exasperated. "You're all being ridiculous."

"We know," they all muttered in unison.

Kunikida rubbed his temples. "So, now what?"

A long silence fell over the table, and then, Dazai leaned back with a smug grin. "We make (Y/N) jealous."

Everyone turned to stare at him.

"...What?" Ranpo deadpanned.

Dazai's grin widened. "Oh, come on, it's perfect. Everyone is avoiding (Y/N), so the only thing left is to make them feel like they've missed out on something. We make Draco jealous. That'll work."

Kyouka raised an eyebrow. "You really think this is a good idea?"

"Absolutely," Dazai said, leaning forward. "Trust me. If we want to get (Y/N) back in the spotlight, we just need to let Draco know what he's missing."

The table went silent, and then slowly, they all exchanged dubious glances.

"I don't know if I want to get involved with this mess..." Atsushi muttered.

"I'm in," Ranpo said immediately, looking far too excited about the drama.

Chuuya leaned back with a smirk. "This will be fun."

Kunikida adjusted his glasses. "I don't know about this."

"Perfect," Dazai grinned, "Then it's settled. Let's make sure Draco sees just how badly he's messed up by going after our dear (Y/N)."

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Back in the dorm

I sighed dramatically, my arms thrown over my head. "What a disaster."

Kyouka was already half asleep, looking completely indifferent to the chaos unfolding.

"You have to admit, it's pretty funny," she said, stifling a yawn.

I glared at her weakly. "I don't know if I find this funny or horrifying."

"Well," Kyouka mused, "at least Draco has some competition now. He'll have to work for it."

I sighed again, burying my face in the pillows. "This is the worst thing to ever happen to me."

"Oh, come on," Kyouka laughed. "At least it's never boring around you, right?"

I groaned again. "I hate my life."

But even as I mumbled to myself, a small, amused smile tugged at my lips. Maybe it wasn't so bad after all. After all, when life hands you drama... you might as well enjoy the show.