With the final security protocols for the international delegation locked in, the room quieted as Vivian leaned forward, resting her chin on her interlaced fingers. "Alright, first-years, you're up. Show us what the student body is begging for this year. Brenda, Hanako, the floor is yours."
Brenda, the Chief of Justice, stood up with a posture so rigidly straight it looked genuinely painful. She adjusted her glasses with a sharp flick of her finger, clutching a thick, perfectly bound stack of papers as if she were presenting a supreme court brief. Beside her, Hanako, the Public Representative, bounced slightly on her stylishly patterned socks, holding a tablet adorned with colorful, sparkling stickers.
