>>6090494On habit, you check the seat beside you but stop yourself from saying anything degrading. Used to be seatmates with Ken in the back row, both of you. He got the window seat then, and yourself, the one besides. It’s yours this year, but the view is crummy in this room. All treetop and nothing else.
If you’re gonna ruin something, you’re gonna have to know it inside and out. Without you, it's easy to believe the execution is half assed and will fail, but Ken already surprised you by running it. Maybe he blabbed the idea to somebody else and they’re using him as a proxy to avoid you. Hah, that would be nice.
A club needs a room, a staff sponsorship and a sufficient body of people to establish itself, all wrapped up in a proposal forum. Basically, a to-do list on things to dismantle, if you can get your hands on it, but should the entire club go? It’s the last resort. Right now, you’re gonna wrest the presidency back into the hands of its rightful owner, you.
The lunch period finally arrives dragging its feet. The classes before then were icebreakers interlaced with basic work. None of it stood out, and with yourself too busy mulling over on what to do, neither did you. All students will know of Hino one way or another, that's for sure.
With a bit of luck, you hoped he would be in the neighboring classes, but alas, he was not. Not looking good, Ken, plotting away for you like this. A bulletin board catches your attention, a fair few notices posted. Already, Mayumi posted her face on these, election posters being some of the first pinned.
Your fist snatches the poster, balling it up while closing in fury. If you met her as you are now, you probably wouldn’t control yourself.
“Excuse me?”
The surprise of it turns to shock. Reprimanded already? Turning to face the somewhat familiar voice, it's another student, one you don’t know, and fortunately, not of note, or staff for that matter. Wide circle brimmed glasses, and low hanging pigtails, you pegged her as a nerd.
“You need something?”
“The board, please.”
You step aside, letting her pin a poster for the Culture Club. In league with him, then.
“You’re in the Culture Club? Heard the announcement, I wanted to join.”
“Yep. We’re not expecting that many people to join until the club fair, but feel free to drop by after school. We’ll be glad to have you, but just not right now. I still need to spread the word.”
The stack of flyers she has tells you that you won’t be able to keep her for long. She could answer one more question for sure, and then you’ll lose her.
>”I had this idea first, ya know.”>”Where can I find Ken? Used to be classmates last year.”>”How’d you start the club? I thought the school were prudes about this sort of topic.”>”So uh, you know him before the club, or did he find you?”>Write in 