A/N: Alright, just a quick author's note here because I completely forgot to do this on the first chapter. I just wanted to say thank you for giving this story a chance! Favorites, follows and especially reviews and criticism are welcomed!

The bell rang, signalling the end of our first day here. Honoka and the others decided to apply to their clubs while I decided to go to the office.

Well, that's what I was planning to do anyway. The tension in of gets to you once you really are in front of the door. I felt my legs shaking as I slowly reached out to the doorknob.

Why was I scared, anyway? Am I scared of the vice president? The president? The room itself?

"Oh, hello there." A high pitched voice greeted me from behind. I freeze and turn around to see who it was.

"V-Vice president." Why the hell am I stuttering?

Her turquoise eyes lit up in curiosity as she looked at me, an eyebrow raised. I kept my straight face on as she did so. A smile graced her gentle features. "Were you going to ask for the student council's assistance?"

The way she spoke sounded so… motherly. As if you could tell her whatever you wanted to tell her. I nodded, "For the clubs, specifically."

Mischief replaced curiosity as her eyes li up once more. Giggling, she walked towards me and held the doorknob. "Come on in." I held my breath as she twisted the doorknob and slowly opened the door.

The interior looked sophisticated. There were metalling long desks that were lined up in a shape of a semi-rectangle in the center, leaving space in the middle. Surrounding the desks were several cabinets which were filled with neatly arranged documents, and in the far back of the room, a rather dusty white board was placed.

In the middle of the room sat the blonde student president, who was working diligently on her responsibilities. Hearing the sound of the sliding door, she placed her pen on the desk and looked at us. No, it seemed like she was looking at me.

"Do you have any business here?"

I bit my lip, hesitant to respond. Damn, she really is beautiful. Shaking those thoughts out of my head, I opened my mouth, but before I could say a word, the vice president beside me beat me to it.

"Clubs!" she happily exclaimed. "She wants to talk about clubs!" Her turquoise eyes had that mischievous glint again.

I raised my eyebrow. Why is she getting all worked up about clubs? It doesn't matter, I guess… "Yeah… I sort of don't know which one to join, and I don't want to form one…"

"Why can't you?" Icy. Cold. Unapproachable. Beautiful. What else can I use to describe the student council president?

"I… I just can't." I balled my hands into fists, fighting an incoming heart attack. I've never been great with interacting with people, I think.

He stare softened as she called the two of us over. Unsure of what to do, I glanced at Nozomi. She smiled at me warmly, gesturing for me to go to the student council president. Seriously, if Eli was as welcoming as Nozomi, the student council would be getting more visits every day.

I slowly walked towards the president. She gestured for me to take a seat next to her. As I sat down, I looked around the room, noticing the vast emptiness of it. "You're wondering about the room, aren't you?" Nozomi, who took a seat next to me, asked. I nodded. "You see, Otonokizaka is currently undergoing some kind of…" she paused for a second. "…downfall, yes. Less students are applying here every year, and if the students in the next two school years don't reach the quota, the school is shutting down."

I didn't know how to react. But, well, my face showed no reaction. "That doesn't really answer anything about the room, though." I muttered.

"The other members lost their motivation to work once they heard the news, since then, it's only been Elicchi and I."

"N-Nozomi…!" Eli silently yelled for her to stop, clutching her pen tightly, almost crumpling the paper she was writing on.

The awkward tension was afloat. The president looked like she was about to cry, while the vice president could only sigh and look sympathetically on the floor. And there was me, the poker faced freshman who was literally in between them. I knew it was up to me to somehow dispel this air, I could figure out that much, at least.

"Don't worry," I said as I grabbed a pen from one of their holders. "Something like that won't scare me, I'm joining the student council."

The both of them looked at me, surprised. "So, where are those flyer things where I have you guys stamp your names?" They still looked baffled by my sudden request of union. "Don't you guys need new members? I thought that was the problem here? I'm not good with situations like these, I think, sorry."

"Thank you…" Eli mumbled and I hummed in response. By this time, Nozomi snapped back to her senses and handed me a flyer.

"Write your name, please." The purple haired student told me. I gladly obliged.

As Nozomi smiled warmly at me, Eli stamped her name. "Well, now that that's over with, welcome to the student council, Arishima Akane."

And it was at that moment when I saw Ayase Eli, the icy, cold, unapproachable, beautiful student council president, smile for the first time.