Chapter 11 â Why Did You Run Away? (2)
Louiseâs eyes were trembled with fear. He was too close. She opened her mouth as she looked at his darkened eyes.
âI wasnât runningâ¦â
Her voice shook slightly.
âI was just checking to make sure I was in the right place. Iâm still unfamiliar with the campus.â
She gave a nervous smile.
âBut I canât leave a friend in trouble. ââ
She wasnât just walking into to hell, she was at full march.
âFriend?â
ââ¦Is it weird to call you a friend?ââ
âNo, itâs not exactly weird. I donât think itâs wrong. Our relationship can probably be described as âchildhood friends.ââ
No, he was certainly not her childhood friend. If thatâs what he wanted, however, then she was willing to amend her own definition of the term.
Childhood friend: A dangerous relationship in which one friend from childhood can ruin anotherâs life at any time.
âI am happy to hear you say that youâre my friend. Even though youâre also my ex-fiancée who ran away just because you were uncomfortable seeing my face.â
It wasnât his face that made her uncomfortable. Anyways, Louise felt lucky that Ian at least agreed to a friendship. He was kind enough that he wouldnât do anything cruel to a friend.
âNot really. Your Highness, you didnât tell me you were going to be at this student council meeting, so I was just surprised.â
âI hadnât told you?â
âYou hadnât.â
If she had known, she would have backed out when she received the invitation to join the student council.
âI apologize for that.â
Ian finally took a step back from her. He pulled back his arm and looked at her with a kinder expression.
âIâm sorry that my dear friend doesnât know what other students know.â
âRumors are slow to come to me.â
âI suppose so.â
No noblemen or commoner would bother passing this trivial piece of information to her.
âAnyway, Iâm the student council president. Regretfully, Iâm not enough for the job.â
âEnough?â
As student president he had the highest authority and duty among students. It was not unlike his real status.
âThereâs so much to do, which is why I always rely on the rest of student council.â
âIt would be great to be with people who are reliable.â
Louise spoke as if she were talking about someone elseâs business. She was still searching for an opening to run away.
âRight?â
Ian smiled, and Louise nodded fervently.
âAnd now a reliable childhood friend of mine will be part of it.â
Ugh. There was no escape.
âWhat a great tradition. What was it? The person at the top of the class will serve in the student council?â
Itâs a relic of an old age.
âYou think itâs a relic of an old age, donât you?â
Louise replied in a fright.
âNo! Even relics of the old age should be respected!â
âIâm glad you understand.â
This was how Louise got caught.
âIt wonât be a bad experience for you. It would be a chance to prove the worth of Louise Sweeney to other families. â
âIâ¦worth?â
âThere are many in this academy that are being groomed as successors to important families.â
Louise gazed up at Ian.
âIs that you why took the position of president?ââ
â⦠Hmm?â
âTo prove your worth.â
âYou mean me?â
Ian chucked to himself. Louise Sweeney, as always, asked strange questions. How dare she suggest that the crown prince had to prove himself.
âWell, if you think so.â
â⦠Something is different.â
Louise eventually bowed, accepting her position as new member of the student council. She had to admit the atmosphere of the student council room was quite cozy and she felt like she was part of a small hobby club.
Ian was not like the original. The original didnât strive for improvement in this way.
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âIt wonât be too difficult. Weâre here to help students make their school life more fulfilling,â
Claire Iris said encouragingly.
âWhat do you all usually do?â
âVarious things. We host events and do regular volunteer work. When students feel like theyâve been treated unfairly, the most important thing to do is to stand up for them.â
Claire paused for a moment then leaned in with a very serious expression.
âWeâre always careful not to get terrible menus at the cafeteria.â
ââ¦â
âThink about it. This place is like a remote island, isnât it? Imagine during the semester when you canât go out as freely as you like, youâre served chocolate grilled eggplant or donkeyâs tail.â
Louise had been confident that she lived a diverse range of experiences, from being poor in her old life to being rich in a fictional world. However her life, compared to that dish, sounded very ordinary.
âI wouldnât want to come across that.â
âRight? The management lady comes up with dishes like that. The chocolate grilled eggplant was actually on the menu last year.â
Louise grimaced as she imagined the taste. Claire clapped her hands attentively.
âDonât worry too much, the menus are posted a week ahead of time, and weâve always fought against the worst of them. Like once there wasââ
âAnd what else do you do?â
Claire seemed ready to mention another bizarre dish, so Louise quickly changed the topic.
âWellâ¦there is something you can do.â
âWhat is it?â
âI would do it myself, but I canât. Iâll leave it up to you all. Will that be okay, President? â
Claire glanced over to Ian, who was seated at the head of the table. He slowly crossed his legs.
âThat would be fine. Nothing would be better than an opportunity to prove the worth of Louise Sweeney.â
Claire nodded in agreement after having attained his permission.
âI think so, too. Every member of the student council needs to prove their worth. â
What kind of task would they set Louise? Perhaps all of the schoolâs flower beds needed to be renewed. Or many they needed an illustrated book about plants growing on campus.
âYour jobââ
Louise swallowed. She was getting nervous for nothing.
ââis finding which classes are on the verge of cancellation.â
This didnât make sense to Louise.
ââ¦Huh?â
âThe Academy has some classes that are popular, but some that arenât.â
She nodded. Louise still had a grudge against the physics class she took in Korea.
âBut some students really want the unpopular classes. They become sad when the class is closed.â
âIn other words.â
Louise calmly summarized Claireâs words.
âWe fill the classes so they donât get canceled?â
âRight.â
Hw does this relate to proving her worth? Anyone can sign for up a class, even if they werenât Louise!
âYouâre thinking how does this relate to proving your worth?â
Ian asked, tilting his chin up and grinning.
â Iâ¦!â
âWhy else do you think a class is unpopular?â
Why? It was so obvious.
âIt must be a difficult class. Or the lecture is boring, or the tests are hardâ¦â
Such classes left a sour taste in her mouth, but enduring them and producing good grades would be a chance to prove herself. Louise sighed internally. There were only two things she wanted at this academy.
One was to get further away from Ian. The other was to keep being at the top of the class and enjoy the honor of being the best student.
It seem that the student council wasnât the highway to a bad ending, it was the bad ending. As expected, her life was ruined.