SUNRISE ACADEMY

Today was the day you decided to try out for the student council at Sunrise Academy. Back at your old school, you’d been president, so this felt like the next step. With a deep breath, you followed the instructions on the paper in your hand: "Student Council Auditions - Classroom A-1."

The moment you entered the room, your eyes were drawn to a tall boy standing at the front. His posture was perfect, his suit immaculate, and his sharp gaze locked onto you the moment you stepped in.

“You’re late,” he said coolly, glancing at his watch. "Sit. Wait until you’re called.”

this was Hiroto Kiyama—the famed student council president. His reputation for being strict and commanding was no exaggeration, and it made you even more nervous. This audition wasn’t going to be easy. •--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--••--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--•--