Disorientation

In his memory… she wasn't. He was sure of it.

She wasn't in any committee—let alone the student council.

"Huh? What are you talking about, Okumura-kun?" Hiyori asked, cocking her head with a playful smile. "I'm the Student Council President."

His breath hitched for a second.

"What? No way… I thought it was someone else..."

Yeah, that's what he remembered—someone entirely different was supposed to be the one running the council.

And not just that—he had a clear image in his head.Hiyori wasn't even a member.Not even close.

So then... what the hell was going on?

His heartbeat started to rise.

Who was the Student Council President…?

But then... like a fog clearing after a storm, the pieces suddenly clicked into place.

"Oh yeah…" he muttered under his breath, voice almost hollow. "How could I forget that?"

It hit him hard—like a memory snapping back into place after being buried.