The YouTuber clapped his hands together, grinning wildly as he looked around at the group.
The energy in the room was electric—people were laughing, talking, and already teasing each other about what was about to go down.
He turned toward the cara, shaking his head dramatically before addressing the audience.
"Aight, y'all," he said, pointing at the lens. "This first ga is a classic. You already know what ti it is. We're playing Kiss, Slap, or Marry!"
A loud wave of oohs and excited chatter filled the room as the contestants reacted.
So of the girls giggled, nudging each other, while a few of the guys imdiately started stretching like they were about to enter a boxing ring.
"Y'all better play fair," the YouTuber continued, smirking. "No hard feelings—unless you get slapped. Then, uh… that's kinda tough."
Everyone burst out laughing.
One of the bigger guys in the back cracked his knuckles loudly. "If I get slapped, I'm taking it personally," he joked, making everyone laugh even harder.
The YouTuber held up his hands. "Alright, here's how it works. One person spins the bottle, and whoever it lands on has to pick—kiss, slap, or marry. Simple. But be warned…"
He gave a dramatic pause, looking around the group. "If you get slapped too many tis, you might have to reevaluate your whole personality."
The laughter in the room was uncontrollable now, and one of the girls playfully nudged a guy sitting next to her.
"Yeah, I already know you're getting slapped at least three tis," she teased.
"Damn, at least let play first," he groaned, making everyone laugh again.
The YouTuber waved his hands. "Alright, alright, let's start this madness! Who's going first?"
Imdiately, one of the girls grabbed the bottle and gave it a spin. The entire group fell dead silent, all eyes locked on the spinning glass as it twirled on the floor.
The tension was insane, like the final monts of a championship ga.
The bottle slowed… wobbled… then landed on a guy who imdiately threw his hands in the air. "Oh HELL no—!"
The room exploded into laughter, and just like that, the ga had begun.
Twenty minutes later and the ga was in full swing. The energy in the room was wild. The caras were rolling, the lights were bright, and the tension was off the charts.
Hugo was seated comfortably in the circle, feeling both amused and slightly nervous as the bottle spun on the floor, its glass surface reflecting the excited, expectant faces of everyone around.
People were laughing, gasping, and yelling out predictions as it landed on random people, forcing them into hilariously awkward situations.
So of the guys had already taken their fair share of slaps, and a few had gotten humiliating "marry" proposals that were so over-the-top, even the caraman was struggling to hold in his laughter.
The ga had been ruthless so far. So girls had been forced to eliminate themselves, so got slapped, and others just prayed they wouldn't get picked at all.
Hugo was watching it all unfold with his usual mix of confidence and amusent, his brain running at 100 miles per hour, analyzing the situation.
Alright, he thought, statistically speaking, there are like five guys in this ga, and so far, NONE of them have been chosen for a kiss.
'That ans the probability of getting picked is pretty low. No need to panic. I'll probably just get a slap or a marry. Nothing crazy. Right?'
Right?
Then, it happened.
The bottle spun. Slowed down. Teetered. And then it landed right on Hugo.
The entire room went silent for half a second. Then—
"OOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The guys lost their minds. So were yelling, so were laughing in disbelief, and one dude in the back even threw his hat on the floor like he just lost all hope in life.
anwhile, Hugo sat there, blinking in mild surprise.
'Okay, no big deal. Soone's gonna slap . Maybe a 'marry' if I'm lucky. I can handle this. I'm chill.'
Then, the madness began.
The first girl looked at him. Smirked. And said, "Kiss."
5 minutes later…
The second girl, without hesitation—"Kiss."
3 minutes later…
The third girl? "Kiss."
1 minute later…
The fourth? "Kiss."
By the ti the fifth girl said "Kiss," the YouTuber in charge of the ga was already pacing the room with his hands on his head, looking like he just witnessed an act of God.
The guys? Oh, they were fuming.
"THIS AIN'T FAIR, MAN!" One of them shouted, standing up with both hands in the air. "HOW? HOW DOES HE GET ALL THE KISSES?!"
"Nah, bro got main character energy," another dude muttered, shaking his head like he had just been betrayed.
The YouTuber pointed at Hugo, laughing. "Nah, we gotta check his birth chart or sothing. This level of rizz? It's not normal."
anwhile, Hugo was sitting there, trying to process what was happening. Wait. WAIT. HOLD ON. EVERY SINGLE GIRL SAID KISS?!? His brain was glitching.
This wasn't just good luck—this was legendary. He had just broken so kind of cosmic law. Sowhere in the universe, so ancient love god was probably watching him like, Yeah, this one's built different.
Was he truly so handso? Was this a parallel world?
But just when he thought things couldn't get crazier—
"Wait," a familiar voice spoke up.
It was Rai.
Hugo turned his head and—oh. OH.
Rai was looking directly at him, arms crossed, her expression unreadable. But then, a small smirk played at the corner of her lips. "I was also gonna say kiss."
The room erupted into chaos.
"NO WAY!"
"SHE SAID IT TOO?!"
"AYO, WHAT IS GOING ON?!"
Before anyone could fully process that, another voice spoke up.
"I was also gonna kiss him," another girl said casually.
A wave of shocked gasps and screaming followed. The guys were officially losing their minds.
"NAH, I'M LEAVING. I CAN'T DO THIS."
"WEAK N FEAR HIM. STRONG N RESPECT HIM."
"BRO NEEDS TO TEACH A MASTERCLASS."
Hugo, anwhile, was about to have an out-of-body experience. What did I do? What did I unlock? He could barely think anymore.
His brain was on autopilot. And before he knew it, the kisses started.
One by one, the girls ca up to kiss him. Hugo, maintaining his cool (externally, at least), accepted his fate and played along.
So were slow and teasing, so were playful, and at least one girl grabbed his collar like she was about to film a romantic movie scene.
Every single kiss was being recorded, and the YouTuber looked like he was about to lose his mind.
And then.
A plot twist.
One of the girls who had kissed him stepped back and, with a grin, said, "By the way, I'm gay."
The guys howled in laughter. The YouTuber fell to his knees, dramatically clutching his chest like he had just been mortally wounded.
Hugo? Hugo was staring into the void, his brain fighting for an explanation. His thoughts spiraled until, finally, he sighed, reached for the drink in front of him, and took a long sip.
The YouTuber wiped his forehead, still in shock. "Nah, man, we just witnessed history. This video is going viral."
And then—finally—it was Hugo's turn.
He spun the bottle. It went around and around until, at last, it landed on Rai.
Silence.
All eyes on him.
Hugo smirked, already knowing exactly what to say.
"Marry."
The room exploded again, and Rai actually laughed, shaking her head before flicking his forehead playfully. "Of course you would."
The YouTuber, still recovering from the madness of what had just happened, finally clapped his hands to get everyone's attention.
"Alright, alright, we gotta move on before we all die from this insanity." He pointed to the cara.
"The next ga—'Find Your Match'—happening later tonight. But for now, let's just process what the hell just happened."
As the caras cut, the guys were still in disbelief, so pacing around, others muttering about how they needed to get in the gym or change their whole approach to life.
anwhile, Hugo leaned back, feeling like he had just ascended to a higher level of existence.
One thing was for sure; his legend was only just beginning.
…..
Later that evening…
The YouTuber clapped his hands together, his face still glowing with excitent from the absolute chaos of the last ga.
He looked around at the group, shaking his head in disbelief before turning toward the cara with a dramatic sigh.
"Alright, alright, I still can't believe what just happened," he said, running a hand through his hair like he was physically trying to recover.
The rest of the guys in the room were still sulking, looking like they had just lost a championship ga in the last five seconds.
anwhile, Hugo sat there, completely relaxed, looking like he had just won the lottery twice in one day.
He had spent the day getting to know Rin and Rai even more. He was making a lot of progress!
The YouTuber pointed at him. "Bro, you better explain yourself. What kind of witchcraft do you have going on? Every girl just lined up to kiss you like you're so kind of romance movie protagonist!"
The room erupted in laughter, and one of the other guys groaned loudly. "Nah, I'm not over it. There's gotta be a reason—this doesn't make sense!"
Hugo smirked, leaned back, and shrugged. "I don't make the rules, man. I just exist."
Another round of outrage from the guys. Soone threw a couch pillow at him.
One dude even stood up and dramatically pointed at the sky like he was demanding answers from the universe itself.
"I swear I'm hitting the gym after this," he muttered.
The YouTuber wiped a fake tear from his eye and finally turned back to the cara. "Aight, moving on before we all lose our minds."
He took a deep breath. "For our next ga—one of my personal favorites—we're playing Find Your Match!"
The room imdiately buzzed with excitent, and a few of the girls giggled, already whispering among themselves. The guys, however, looked nervous.
"Here's how it works," the YouTuber explained, grinning. "All the guys and girls will secretly write down the na of one person they'd want to match with. If both people pick each other, boom—you're a match! If you don't match with anyone… well, tough luck."
A loud Ooooooh filled the room, and one guy leaned over and whispered dramatically, "Yo, this is about to expose people."
The YouTuber laughed. "Exactly. No dodging, no hiding. This is pure, unfiltered truth."
Hugo sat there, nodding slowly. Interesting. So this is basically a ga of probability and mind gas. If I pick soone and they pick , it's a win.
But if I overthink it and pick the wrong girl, I could end up looking dumb. But then again… he smirked. I never lose.
The YouTuber snapped his fingers. "Alright, grab your pens and slips of paper. You got thirty seconds. Choose wisely."
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