At Gekkoukan High, you had just finished up your last class of the day. The Student Council President, Mitsuru Kirijo, entered your classroom and appeared to be looking for you. You had known her for only a short time, but you got the feeling that Mitsuru relied on you.

You two were involved in secret shadow-fighting activities in the dead of the night, a special hour that only a select few could truly experience.

Since you had fallen into a leader-role within this group, Mitsuru seemed to rely on you more and more.

"I'm sorry to ask, but I need some help on the Student Council. Truth be told, I've already filled out the paper work on your behalf. You don't mind, do you?"

She placed the paperwork into your hands, a weak smile on her face. Mitsuru clearly isn't thrilled about basically forcing your hand on this matter, but, she has a feeling you wouldn't let her down.