A While Ago.
The Student Council Hall.
Alex sat on his throne, humming in perplexity. His brows furrowed as he rested his chin on his palm, his gaze shifting from one person to another.
'What's with the atmosphere?' He wondered, his foot tapping the ground rhythmically as he tried to decipher the tension in the room.
Alex delved into his memories, attempting to uncover any clue that might explain the unease. He knew the topic circulating among the council and suspected it was partially to blame, but it wasn't serious enough to warrant such grim faces.
'What could have happened in just one day?' His frown deepened as he failed to recall anything related to the council in the original plot.
But even if there had been something, it must have already changed. Alex had altered the student council the most—business operations, administration, even the names of the positions. Nothing had remained untouched.