The next day, as the sun cast its warm glow on the rooftop, Albert and Aviana found themselves engrossed in a serious conversation. They had a plan, one that could potentially change their lives forever.

Albert's voice carried a hint of caution as he spoke, "If we fail or if they find out about our plan, it's possible that all our acquaintances will get angry at us and ignore us forever."

Aviana, ever resilient, shrugged indifferently. "I don't care, I'm used to that," she retorted, her gaze fixed on the horizon.

A playful smile tugged at the corners of Albert's lips. "Well, you better get used to it," he teased, "just kidding. The plan is simple; we need to separate them and make sure they stay separated for us."

Curiosity flickered in Aviana's eyes as she asked, "How do we separate them?"

Albert leaned in, his voice low and conspiratorial. "Phase one," he began, "we need to impress them, not just through actions but also in appearance."

A mischievous grin crept across Aviana's face. "I have no problem with appearance, but you do," she taunted, eyes twinkling with humor.

Albert's ego deflated for a moment, stung by her remark. "Me?" he gasped, feigning offense.

The banter continued, their lighthearted exchange dancing on the breeze. Aviana playfully reached out and tousled Albert's hair, causing him to recoil in surprise. "Woah woah woah, hands off my hair," he protested, amusement evident in his voice.

Unfazed, Aviana chuckled. "I think I know what haircut would suit you," she suggested.

Albert's eyes widened, a touch of apprehension creeping into his expression. "Just make sure I don't end up bald," he quipped, his tone tinged with humor.

A mischievous glint sparkled in Aviana's eyes. "I'll introduce you to my hairstylist," she declared, an air of mischief surrounding her words.

Curiosity piqued, Albert couldn't resist prodding further. "Why don't you remove that horn headband of yours?" he asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

The playful light in Aviana's eyes softened as she held the headband with a gentle touch. "No, I don't want to. It's a gift from Ced," she explained, a note of sentimentality tugging at her words.

Albert's brows furrowed as he pressed for more. "Why?" he inquired, genuinely intrigued.

A smile danced upon Aviana's lips, as if she held a secret close to her heart. "It's special," she whispered, the weight of those words lingering in the air.

Albert's gaze softened, and he nodded, a newfound understanding dawning within him. "Okay, I know what we need to fix about you," he remarked, shifting the focus of their conversation. "We need to work on your behavior and attitude."

Indignation flared in Aviana's eyes, her voice filled with a mix of outrage and disbelief. "Excuse me, how dare you..." she started, but Albert's interruption halted her in her tracks.

A sly smile curved Albert's lips. "There you go, that's what I'm talking about, those responses," he commented, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.

Aviana attempted to retort, but her words faltered, a realization washing over her. "But..." she attempted, only to be met with Albert's silence.

"Mmm," he hummed, a knowing glint in his eyes.

A mixture of frustration and resignation swirled within Aviana's gaze, but she finally relented. "Okay, thank you," she conceded, a hint of determination woven into her words.

Albert's approving nod signaled their progress. "Very good," he praised, acknowledging the subtle shift in Aviana's attitude.

As the rooftop breeze whispered around them, Albert leaned forward, their conversation transitioning to the next phase of their plan. "Second phase, we need to make them fight constantly," he stated, determination lacing his voice.

Aviana's eyes lit up, mischief glimmering within her gaze. "Let's ruin their dates," she suggested, a devilish grin playing upon her lips.

Albert nodded in agreement. "Yep. Third phase, we need to gain their trust. We should be the first ones they turn to when they have a problem," he explained, his voice tinged with determination.

Intrigued, Aviana questioned, "How?"

A smile played upon Albert's lips as he shared his strategy. "It's easy. We need to be there for them when they have problems, especially when they fight," he revealed, confidence resonating in his words.

With their plan gradually taking shape, Albert continued, detailing each subsequent phase. "Fourth phase, they say it's not important, but they're wrong. Gifts. Our gifts should be better than what their partners give them," he emphasized, recognizing the significance of this stage.

"And fifth phase," Albert continued, his voice growing animated, "they should always enjoy being with us." The enthusiasm in his tone was unmistakable.

Aviana listened intently, her eyes shining with anticipation. She understood the stakes involved and the effort required for their plan to succeed. Together, they would forge a bond that could change their lives forever.

As they neared the end of their discussion, Albert's voice softened, carrying a note of acceptance. "And lastly, the sixth phase, we need to accept the outcome, whether we succeed or not," he acknowledged, a touch of vulnerability coloring his words.

Aviana's voice resonated with unwavering loyalty. "Don't worry, if we don't succeed, I'll find a girl for you," she offered, her commitment to their endeavor unwavering.

A playful glimmer danced in Albert's eyes. "It would be great if you could give me someone like Liza Soberano," he jested, a laugh escaping his lips.

Aviana stood up, grabbing her bag with determination evident in her movements. "Let's go," she declared, her eyes filled with excitement.

Albert looked up, slightly taken aback by her sudden decision. "Where?" he asked, a note of confusion in his voice.

"To the barber," Aviana replied, a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Albert hesitated, his mind racing to find an excuse. "Right now?" he questioned, trying to buy some time.

Aviana shot him a playful look. "Yeah, it's not like you have plans later, right?" she teased, her tone laced with sarcasm.

The realization dawned on Albert. "Well, I'm going to the hideout," he explained, his voice trailing off.

"The hideout?" Aviana raised an eyebrow, curiosity getting the better of her. "Oh, it's where the three of us hang out after class," Albert clarified, a glimmer of pride shining in his eyes.

Aviana's lips curled into a knowing smile. "Don't you think it's a good time to surprise Jolie with your new haircut?" she suggested, her voice dripping with mischief.

Albert let out a sigh, realizing the truth in her words. "Okay, you have a point," he admitted reluctantly.

Aviana wasted no time, grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the door. "Then let's go, slowpoke," she urged, her eagerness infectious.

They arrived at the barber shop, and Aviana swung open the door with a burst of energy. "John!!!" she exclaimed, her voice ringing with laughter.

The barber, Jennifer, looked up from her work, a smile playing on her lips. "For the last time, I told you to call me Jennifer and not John," she scolded playfully, though her eyes twinkled with amusement.

Aviana shrugged, undeterred. "It's okay, John," she quipped, unable to resist the opportunity for another laugh.

Jennifer's gaze shifted to Albert, who stood by Aviana's side, slightly uneasy. "Oh, dear, is this your new boyfriend?" she asked, her eyes scanning Albert's features.

Both Aviana and Albert shook their heads simultaneously. "Nope, not happening," they said in unison, their voices filled with amusement.

Jennifer chuckled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Well, boy, I do more than a haircut here. I can do something else too," she teased, a knowing smile on her face.

Albert felt a chill run down his spine, a mix of fear and nervousness washing over him. He leaned in, whispering to Aviana, "Well, she seems cool."

Aviana couldn't resist teasing him further. "Not to worsen the situation, but she is a he, lol," she clarified, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

Albert playfully nudged her, a smile tugging at his lips. "You b*tch," he remarked, unable to hide his amusement.

Aviana grinned, enjoying the reaction she had provoked. "Good luck," she whispered before stepping back, leaving Albert to his fate.

Moments later, Albert unveiled his new look to Aviana. Uncertainty clouded his expression as he awaited her judgment.

"I'm not sure about this," he confessed, his voice tinged with doubt.

Aviana's eyes widened, a genuine smile spreading across her face. "Noice, you look good," she complimented, her enthusiasm genuine.

Jennifer chimed in, her voice filled with pride. "Well, you asked the best in town, dear," she interjected, offering Albert a note. "Here is my number, sweetheart. Make sure to call me," she added with a wink.

Albert felt a chill once again, a trepidation coursing through him.

Albert stood at the entrance of the hideout, ready to face the gathering inside. He glanced back, expecting Aviana to join him, but she lingered outside, her hesitation evident.

"What are you doing?" Albert asked, confusion tingeing his voice.

Aviana shrugged, her gaze averted. "Oh, I don't do well in a group, and plus, I don't know that girl," she admitted, her voice tinged with reluctance.

Albert reached out, trying to reassure her. "What are you saying? You'll do great," he encouraged, hoping to quell her reservations.

Aviana sighed, a mix of frustration and uncertainty coloring her words. "Just go ahead, dumbass," she muttered, pushing him forward.

Resigned, Albert nodded and proceeded towards the door, determined to face the gathering on his own. As he knocked, Jolie swung the door open, her warm smile greeting him.

"Hey, Albert," Jolie greeted, her eyes immediately drawn to his new hairstyle. "Hey, you look good," she complimented, her words laced with genuine admiration.

Before Albert could respond, Keanu interjected, adding his own praise. "Heyyy, nice hair," he chimed in, his enthusiasm contagious.

As Jolie's attention shifted, she noticed Aviana attempting to hide in the bushes nearby. Confusion flickered across Jolie's face, and she turned to Albert for clarification.

"Hey, Albert, isn't that the new girl?" Jolie asked, her curiosity piqued.

Albert feigned confusion, playing along with the charade. "Where?" he asked, pretending to search for Aviana.

Keanu pointed towards Aviana's hiding spot. "There," he pointed out, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Wow, she is hunting you, Al. You're dead," he teased, a playful glint in his eyes.

Jolie called out to Aviana, her voice filled with warmth. "Hey, Aviana, come here," she beckoned, wanting to include her in the gathering.

Aviana froze, her mind racing as she contemplated her next move. She attempted to sneak away unnoticed, hoping to avoid the situation altogether.

Jolie persisted, determined to bring Aviana into the fold. "Hey, Aviana, come on," she called out once again, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and insistence.

Aviana pretended not to hear, carefully trying to make her escape. But Jolie wasn't ready to let her slip away.

"Hey, Cedric, can you get Aviana over here?" Jolie requested, turning to Cedric for assistance.

Aviana's heart skipped a beat as she saw Cedric approach her. She took a deep breath, attempting to compose herself before greeting him.

"Hey, Aviana," Cedric greeted, his voice filled with a mix of familiarity and nostalgia.

Aviana stumbled over her words, nearly slipping up and using the nickname she had given Cedric when they were together. She quickly corrected herself, hoping to avoid any awkwardness.

"Hey, Cedric," she responded, her voice sounding slightly strained as she forced a casual tone.

Cedric noticed her momentary lapse but chose not to dwell on it. "Jolie wants you in," he informed her, his eyes reflecting a hint of concern.

Aviana's initial instinct was to decline, to resist the situation that lay before her. "Oh no, I'm going to go. It's embarrassing," she muttered, ready to make her escape.

Jolie interjected, joining Cedric and Aviana in their conversation. "Oh, come on, join us. It will be fun," she insisted, her voice filled with warmth and encouragement.

Aviana hesitated, her eyes scanning the gathering inside. Just as doubt threatened to consume her, she caught Albert giving her a subtle signal, a reminder of their plan.

"Phase one," Albert muttered under his breath, his words a gentle reminder of their purpose.

Realization dawned on Aviana, and she took a deep breath, gathering her resolve. "I meant... I don't want to miss hanging out with you guys," she finally admitted, a small smile playing on her lips.

Jolie's face lit up with excitement as she embraced Aviana. "Great! We're going to play Spin the Bottle. Come on, join us. It will be fun," she exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious.

Aviana's eyes widened in surprise at the mention of the game. "Spin what now?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity and a touch of trepidation.

Jolie pulled Aviana towards the door, leading her into the house. Cedric leaned in, whispering a final word of caution.

"Don't do anything stupid, okay?" Cedric advised, concern evident in his voice.

Aviana nodded, a mix of determination and nervousness filling her. "I will try my best," she replied, her voice filled with resolve.