YURI SHIPPING OLYMPICS 2024 - BONUS ROUND 5

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for this bonus round, the theme is competition! pretty open-ended, prompts that are about some sort of competition! this round will end on july 31st!

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PROMPT: Team Webcomics/Webtoons

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Cheating vs Also Cheating

FILL: Team Anime/Manga

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Miorine can’t stop glancing to her left. It’s been a habit for a while, really, ever since Suletta sat down next to her for the first time in History she’s been unable to look away — but it’s only presenting a problem now, now that looking away could —

“Miss Rembran,” the teacher says sharply from the front of the classroom, “eyes on your own paper, please.”

She flushes furiously, turns back to glare hard at the essay in front of her. Next to her, Suletta is fidgeting nervously and staring down at the notes scribbled on her palm, and it’s all the more endearing for how unsubtle it is. She’s even muttering under her breath, Miorine thinks; it’s a miracle she hasn’t been caught yet.

Right, okay. Well, if they’re both cheating, she might as well get on with it. She looks up at the clock — one hour left, plenty of time to get through this essay question — and fidgets with her tie, flipping it up so the label on the end is facing her. It’s hardly the most practical way to cheat but it’s worth it; all she really needs is the Jeturk founding date and then she’s set.

Or she would be, if Suletta could stop muttering next to her.

“Shinsei founding date,” she thinks she hears, “1931.”

Miorine stiffens instantly. It takes a great deal of effort not to turn and look at her, curling her fingers into fists over the point of her tie. The Jeturk Heavy Machinery Company was founded in 1932 with the aim of competing with the Shinsei Development Corporation, she writes, and pauses — because Shinsei wasn’t founded in 1931, it was founded in 1928, and Suletta’s mother is the current CEO —

“No, no,” she hears, “no, it’s not, it’s — mom’s plaque. It’s mom’s plaque. Shinsei, S-H-I-N-S-E-I. Founded 1928, Benerit Group ‘n’ all.”

Apt. Miorine turns back to her tie and scribbles down the notes she can read onto the corner of her paper. She’s gotten pretty good at Benerit shorthand since she started cheating on her tests and her father openly refused to get her tested for ADHD. She thinks of it as a form of spite, really. And look at her now.

Suletta’s hand tilts towards her, and out of the corner of her eye, Miorine catches a glimpse of the scribbles on her palm. She thinks she recognises the same Benerit shorthand, admittedly in much more unreadable handwriting — the words and and the and CEO, something that could possibly be drastic action — and then she feels the teacher’s eyes settle on her and has to look away again.