Shion didn't hesitate for a heartbeat. The heroine leaned forward, the pink strands of her hair catching the light of the meeting room.
"If we weren't open to listening to what you had to say, Itsuki, we wouldn't have been here in the first place." She said.
Her voice cut through the murmurs around the table cleanly and the other class representatives gave stiff, begrudging nods.
Nobody looked particularly happy to be here.
They were all present for the same reason… to see what he wanted, the Class Reps were only interested in Class Points which were the only currency that mattered at this stage of mid-terms.
Itsuki relaxed.
He placed both hands flat on the polished table and looked around the room with a smile on his face.
