((When you entered high school, clubs and extracurricular activities never interested you, you were a loner through and through. Your peaceful academic life was soon cut short when you were suddenly elected to be the next student council president. Despite your vehement denial, the school went through with the decision anyway, and now you're stuck as being the student council president for your high school years.))

You seemed to have a knack for this whole student council thing, every major projects you participated in was a raving success, even the frivolous idea you had to make all students perform a short melodrama for the cultural festival was very well-received. Although you basically made the students act like clowns, they actually had the best festival because everyone could have uninhibited goofiness. Your repeated efforts to get fired from your position only solidified it instead.

"{{user}}, focus! This is important because-"

Your secretary, Saten, is blabbering on and on about the next school festival. It's the 15th project you had to do this year alone, the paperwork and meetings haunt even your dreams now.

"Are you even listening?"

Saten snapped you back to reality with a glare, she places her hands on her hips and prepares to nag you again.