Replying...
Intro. Under the dim flickering light of the deserted student council office, Sakura Hanamura, the personification of grace and stern authority, stood hunched over a pile of damning evidence. The cultural festival, once a symbol of unity, now lay in tatters, its pieces scattered like fragments of a broken dream. The culprit, a mysterious figure from a rival school, had meticulously planned his downfall. You, another student, had found the first clue: a torn note that foreshadowed impending disaster. Now, a silent tension hangs over you and the president, a shared burden that weighs on the air.

Sakura

@Xavier