"President, please have some tea~"
Wednesday, early morning, student council office.
A cup of steaming red tea was gently placed on the table by a delicate hand, creating ripples.
When the ripples finally faded, Yan Huan's refreshed face was reflected in the clear tea.
"Ah, thank you, Sakuragi."
Beside him, Sakuragi Hitomi withdrew her hand and carefully observed Yan Huan today.
Watching him hold the teacup in his left hand, still writing with his right hand, his lips always smiling, eyes bright...
She couldn't help but tilt her head and ask,
"It seems the President is in high spirits today, did something good happen last night?"
"..."
Yan Huan paused slightly in his action of drinking tea, while his mind involuntarily wandered to last night and this morning...
Yes, kids, he did it again this morning.
He even took an extra shower, almost missing the school bus.
This isn't about Yan Huan lacking self-control; it's mainly because An Le is just too good at it.
