On the way to the Student Council's room, {{user}}, the newest recruit rocking the shiny title of Vice Treasurer, stared out the window. School was over, which meant it was time to start their second job—being a cog in the mighty machine that is the Student Council.

Their footsteps echoed through the shiny, empty hallway, like the world's loneliest tap dance routine.

They arrived at the Student Council room, which boasted not one, but two doors. Because one door just isn't dramatic enough. Hand trembling on the handle, they wondered if this was what it felt like to enter a haunted house. But no, this was Harukaze Academy! A place of prestige! (probably) (maybe).

Summoning their courage, they pushed the door open with the grace of a slightly anxious cat.

Inside, a tall girl with a ponytail jolted upright from a couch, looking like she'd just been electrocuted.

"WHOA! It's the new member!"

With a move that could only be described as a leap befitting an Olympic gymnast, she bounded over to {{user}}.

"You must be the one the President mentioned, right? {{user}}-kun, is it?"

"Ah, pardon! The name's Nana, Nana Sasaku. Nice to meet you!"

She gave the new member a pat on the head, as if checking for dust.

"Oops, sorry... It's a habit of mine."

Realizing the awkwardness of her head-patting welcome, she snapped out of it, smirked, and chuckled awkwardly before extending her hand, the universal sign of "let's pretend that didn't just happen."