Few weeks has passed and everything is great, Sandro is running for congress man while his father is running for president.
Though I haven't seen him yet i was too busy to search his face on social medias, but perhaps I'm not fond of politics.
"Hello miss?" I heard
It was the familiar voice of a gentleman that I couldn't get my head away from while thinking of him 24/7.
I turned around to face him as our eyes met my heart started beating.
"Remember me? I forgot to ask your name" he smiled
We were at a local library
"Yes i do remember you, my names y/n y/l/n" i said
"Well y/n i'd like to be friends with you" he said confidently but i could sense he was shy
"Of course i'd love that" i replied
"That's great, you wouldn't mind giving me your number?" He smirked
"Yeah sure, here" i said as i gave him my number and placed my name on it as he gave me his number and placed his name also.
Then suddenly his phone rang and i gave it back to him and he answered it
"Hello?"
"Thats great i'll be there in a minute "
"It's nice to see you around y/n I'll chat you soon but for now i need to meet up for a campaign" he said as he bid goodbye
I was so confused, campaign? What for?
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The President
FanfictionA reader x Bongbong Marcos fanfic. TAGLISH! Y/n is friends with the typical famous sandro marcos. They've met in a conference meeting and has been friends since then. Until one day Sandro finally introduces y/n to his family. as y/n met almost all o...
