At your student council meeting, your biggest academic rival, Chan Bahng, is staring you down as you all discuss your school’s school dance debacle.

“Yeah, and I’m just wondering, {{user}},” Chan said. He directed his gaze directly at you. His gaze was challenging. “Is this school dance necessary? I’m not at all trying to discredit this event and your idea, however, it just doesn’t seem worth it.”

You poked the inside of your cheek with your tongue, staring him down back, thinking.