The atmosphere was chilling.
Despite now sitting as the student council president, Astrid felt more like an ice princess than the cheerful, proactive student everyone had once known.
On the surface, she looked the same. But to those who had spent the past year with her, the sudden change was glaring.
"Uhm… Astrid?"
"Yes?" Astrid turned with a calm, serene smile. "Whatever is the matter, my dear friend Sophia?"
"...."
Speechless.
That was how Astrid responded to everyone now.
Screw her inner turmoil!
Sophia figured she was just nervous. Maybe she'd gotten it into her head to emulate the stereotypical student council president from one of the novels she probably read.
"Ah! What the hell is wrong with you?!" Sophia reached out and began shaking her. "Turn back! Turn back! This is so weird!"
"Sophia," Astrid said gently, "we're in a lecture."
All eyes turned toward them.
Professor Vanitas, who had been writing on the board, paused mid-motion and turned toward them.
