"Haha, you don’t need to look so scared. It’s really nothing serious."@@novelbin@@

"Then why me?"

"Well… relatively speaking, this really isn’t much for you, Ha-Eun."

Her evasive gaze said it all. What’s not a big deal for me is clearly a big deal for everyone else.

‘It’s probably art-related. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to call a teacher instead? There’s Lee Ah-Reum or even Hong Ye-Hwa… so why pick me specifically?’

"Ahem. There are two things I’d like to ask you to help with," Kim Yoo-Jin began, clearing her throat and looking at me with a strangely serious expression.

‘Wow, she’s good at redirecting the conversation. Is this the power of a student council president?’

"The first is art. I’m sure you expected that," she continued.

"Yeah, I just guessed that. It seemed like the only reason you’d call me."

"Exactly. The reason we called you is to ask for a painting. And the second is to stream a live broadcast during the festival."

"Oh, that’s no big deal. Is it for promoting the festival?"

"Yes, exactly! Originally, it was the student council’s responsibility, but…" She glanced at the mountain of paperwork piled on the desk.

"We’re short on time. Please, I’m begging you!" she said, bowing her head abruptly.

Startled, I quickly waved my hands in response. "Oh no, it’s fine! I was going to offer to help with the streaming anyway. As for the painting…"

"Oh! We’ve already selected the theme for it."

"Ah, well, then I’ll try to finish it as soon as possible. I guess I’ll need about a week or so—"

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