On Saturday, Yuanyue Academy was as lively as ever.

Because students only returned to school for classes on Tuesday, they had to make up for a day of classes this week.

At this moment, in the student council office, Yuanlina was sitting on the sofa, looking bored as she propped her chin on her hand. In front of her were Yahashiki and Ashley, each sitting on opposite sides, playing on their phones.

At the end of the room, Yan Huan was busy writing official documents, while beside him, Sakuragi Hitomi was brewing some red tea.

"Ugh... It's so boring..."

Yuanlina lay on the sofa, letting out a continuous low whine of boredom, apparently very affected by the Saturday make-up class.

"..."

"It's so boring, everyone!"

"..."

Everyone continued with what they were doing, ignoring her, causing Yuanlina's cheeks to puff out more and her face to turn red with frustration.

Then, as if she couldn't hold it any longer, she sat up straight, clenched her fists in dissatisfaction, and said,

"Why is everyone ignoring me?!"

"..."

The whole room fell into a slight silence, and after a few seconds, someone kindly responded to her.

"... Maybe you're the only one who's bored. Isn't everyone else busy with something?"

Yahashiki held his phone, his eyes moving rapidly, seemingly trying to conquer the latest level of the abyss.

"That's true... Yahashi, chips."

Ashley was scrolling through short videos, reaching out her hand to Yahashiki as she spoke.

"Hey, I'm really busy..."

"I see... Then give them to me after you're done. They're on the coffee table in front of you, 3Q, Mr. Otaku."

"You'd rather wait for me to finish than get them yourself? You..."

Yahashiki complained habitually, his eyes still fixed on his phone, as he instructed Yuanlina,

"Yuanlina, aren't you bored? Get her the chips."

"..."

Yuanlina looked at the two friends across from her with resentment, thinking she really shouldn't have placed any hope in them.

Then, the next second, she looked towards Yan Huan, who was writing diligently behind the desk. Suddenly, as if she thought of something, her eyes lit up, and she asked,

"By the way, President, I heard you're choosing a dance partner for the High Table Ball. So, have you already decided on someone?"

"Snap!"

As soon as she said this, the pen Yan Huan was writing with broke instantly.

He widened his eyes, looking up with an incredulous expression.

In front of him, on the sofa, Yuanlina was blinking her big eyes as she rested her cheeks on her hands, looking at him.

Even Yahashiki had somehow put down his phone, eyeing him while holding a bag of chips.

Ashley, sitting next to him, supported her chin with her hand while reaching into the bag of chips to snack.

They were all waiting for his answer.

"..."

No...

When did I say I was choosing a dance partner?

As if my life isn't hard enough already?

The High Table Ball is nothing like Akihabara; choosing a dance partner means dancing with them in front of the whole school, with no room for maneuver.

During this period, Yan Huan had been immersing himself in various tasks to avoid being asked this lethal question.

But now...

Who? 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Who wants to put me in trouble?!

"..."

Amidst a tense brainstorm, Yan Huan forced out an awkward smile.

Just as he was about to dispel the rumor, Sakuragi Hitomi, who was brewing tea nearby, nodded her chin and said,

"Speaking of which, there have been such rumors recently... Well, but it's not surprising. After all, almost every student council president in past years has led the dance..."

"Yeah, yeah, President..."

As soon as he heard this, Yan Huan couldn't help but break out in a slight sweat on his forehead.

Right, he'd completely forgotten about this!

Don't forget, the student council elections at Yuanyue Academy are quite unique, held in the first half of the school year, with a one-year tenure.

Although the current student council won't officially disband until the fall semester elections, they effectively step down at the end of the spring semester.

Therefore, the annual High Table Ball at the end of the spring semester serves as not only a summary of the school year but also a farewell speech for the outgoing student council...

After the speech concludes, the High Table Ball ends, and the dance begins.

Typically, the first dance is led by the student council president.

"..."

But the next second, Yan Huan grabbed the broken pen in his hand again and clenched his jaw tightly.

He had something to say, too.

"Leading the dance isn't explicitly required, right?"

Indeed, there's no school rule that mandates the student council president must lead the dance, otherwise, there would be cases of filling in the numbers, and the tradition of the "special meaning of the dance partner" wouldn't exist.

It's just that usually, as the most popular student council presidents, they never lack romantic interests, and naturally, they won't miss the ball...

"... President, out of the past forty-six presidents, at least forty led the dance! Aren't you already interested in someone? How could you lack a dance partner?"

With these words, Yuanlina gave a deadpan look and teased.

In fact, it wasn't that Yan Huan lacked a partner; there were too many.

But this was something Yan Huan couldn't explain, and he could only maintain a stubborn attitude, saying,

"Haha, the previous student council presidents were in their second or third year. I'm only in my first year, so it makes sense..."

"Why are you like this, President～"

Yuanlina continued to pout and tease the gloomy-faced Yan Huan, who was struggling to avoid a problematic situation. Meanwhile, Sakuragi Hitomi, who was still gracefully making tea, showed a faint smile.

"Sorry, President. If I had eliminated the other Sakuragis earlier, it wouldn't have been so difficult for you～"