tags will be updated as i continue based on my discretion but if you have any suggestions let me know, i miss things. this may come off as ooc and the fic is un-beta'ed outside of using grammarly. if you couldnt tell from the title of the fic this is inspired by be more chill the musical.

Hux knew that he wasn't well-liked, not by his father, not by the other students at his school, not really by anyone. He didn't mind; he had more important things to worry about than being liked in his home town. He had ambitions, plans that were going to take him to great places, and he couldn't waste time getting distracted, trying to get others to like him.

Well, there was one persistent distraction that he couldn't shake, no matter hard he tried. The distraction was named Finn, one of his underclassmen and Hux was at a complete loss as to what to do. Finn wasn't someone wildly popular, but he was personable and friendly. People liked him well enough, Hux always saw him with some other students, though to Hux's untrained eye he never looked super involved in any of the groups.

The only time Hux really saw him light up was when he spent time with a girl named Rey and her girlfriend Rose. He had an infectious smile and an energetic body, and the three of them always looked like they were having fun.

Hux wanted to make Finn smile and more. Irrational, he knew, but something he wanted none the less. So, as he did with many aspects of his life, Hux set out with a plan to achieve his goal.

Of course, he didn't actually know how to go about it. Any conversations he tried to start up with Finn had always been short. Other students would come in and interrupt him, and Hux would end up leaving because he had a very low tolerance for idiots. Or Rey or Rose would end up pulling Finn away off to something they had to do together.

It was frustrating.

It was clear, on some level, that he would have to have to get Rey and Rose to like him. Or tolerate him at the very least. Then when they dragged Finn away, perhaps they could take him along too. Or simply let him follow after.

He looked up books on how to be more friendly and other techniques that could make things easier on him. Most of those books were about an adult working life, but Hux figured getting a head start wouldn't be a bad idea. Then one day, he overheard a student telling another about something called a SQUIP. This strange little pill apparently could help someone navigate social interactions and increase their social standing. The latter part of the explanation didn't interest him, but having a pill to navigate social interactions would definitely help him reach his current goal.

Hux rudely interrupted the pair's conversation and demanded to know where exactly he could find a pill like that. It was a sketchy place, in the middle of downtown behind a local game shop. It cost a ridiculous amount of money, but Hux was sure his father wouldn't miss a few hundred dollars. So that afternoon he went and found the game shop.

In the back alley of the game shop stood a young woman who stood a few good inches taller than him. She had golden blonde hair cut short and cold blue eyes. She wore a simple hoodie sweater and a pair of jeans. She looked older than him, but Hux couldn't say for sure whether or not if she went to his school. She was looking down at her phone, smoking a cigarette, and had a duffle bag on the ground next to her.

"I assume you're the one who I'm supposed to buy this...SQUIP from?"

The woman finally looked in his direction; she looked him over, taking in his neatly kept appearance. She probably thought he looked really out of place. She dropped her cigarette onto the ground and stomped it out, folded her arms, and she must have stood up straight because Hux thought she looked even taller.

"Depends who's asking."

He cleared his throat and pulled out the money clip he had gathered for this transaction. "A customer."

She raised an eyebrow at him and held out her hand. He handed over the money clip, and he watched the woman count the money. Satisfied, she smirked and crouched down to dig into her duffle bag. She pulled out a small box and handed it to him.

"You drink mountain dew to activate it," she said, "the regular kind."

He pulled a face of disgust but took the box all the same. He had come this far, a disgusting beverage wouldn't deter him now. He gave a final nod to the woman and headed off. He stopped by a store to buy the mountain dew and wrinkled his nose.

'This had better work...' he thought to himself as he made his way home.

Once inside, he went up into his room and closed the door. He was sure he wouldn't be bothered by anyone until dinner anyhow. He opened the box and saw about...twenty or so grey oblong pills. There weren't any other instructions in the box and Hux wondered if he needed to take multiple pills at once, or had to take them over a long time. He breathed out a sigh of frustration, both at himself for not asking more questions and at the women for not explaining everything properly, but ultimately decided to approach this simply.

He'll take one right now, see how he felt after dinner, and go from there. He took the pill and forced down the mountain dew and waited. Hux checked his watch, and it had been about an hour, he didn't feel any different and didn't notice anything. He pressed his lips together and reminded himself to wait until after dinner and went about his normal afternoon activities.

After dinner, Hux showered and got ready for bed. He picked up the box and frowned. Even after all of that time, nothing happened. He had been scammed? It made sense, honestly, a pill that could help one navigate social interactions? How could he have thought-

A sharp pain shot through Hux's head. It felt like his head was being split open. Hux groaned and fell back on his bed. The pain traveled throughout his entire body, his limbs started shaking. Hux thought he was going to die. But then the pain stopped all at once. Hux's vision was blurry as he sat up. He rubbed at his forehead and blinked a couple of times, trying to clear his vision.

Sync's now complete, welcome, Armitage Hux, to your super quantum unit Intel processor, specific unit K-Y-L-0-R-3-N.

"Who..." he looked around his room and saw a man, just a bit taller than him with long black hair. The man simply wore a black t-shirt and a pair of dark jeans. He leaned against Hux's desk with his arms folded. "Who are you?"

I just told you, I'm your SQUIP, specific-

"I heard you," he snapped. It felt weird, seeing the man speak but really only hearing him inside of his head. "I mean...why do you look like that?"

You don't have to speak out loud to me. You can just think it. If someone saw you talking out loud to no one, they'd think you're crazy.

'Answer me then.' Hux demanded and folded his arms.

The man before him shrugged. This is just a kind of default form. But I can look like anything, really. A favorite movie, book, or game character, a celebrity you may have a thing for or... The man's form shifted and changed until a version of Finn stood in front of Hux. A high school crush.

Hux glared at him and frowned. A kind of wave of embarrassment washed over him. 'Your regular form is fine, thank you.'

The SQUIP shrugged and went back to its default setting with a sly smirk on its face. I will say that you have good taste.

'Enough!'

You brought me so that I could help you out and get this Finn guy to like you, as well as his two little friends, and from just a few seconds of looking around your brain, the first order of business is to have you loosen up.

Hux sat back down on his bed and folded his arms. This SQUIP thing was going to be an annoyance, isn't it?

If you think I'm so annoying, maybe I'll just vanish until you need me, yeah?

With that, the form in front of him disappeared. Hux waited for a moment, but nothing happened. He scoffed, who knew an Intel processor could be so touchy. It had been getting late, so Hux simply went to bed. He'd talk to the temperamental computer in the morning.