"So you really are in charge of the festival committee, huh?"
Leo nodded as he stood in front of his teacher at the front of the classroom.
"I've already assigned everyone their duties," he said. "I also decided we'll hold regular meetings after school—every day—so we can discuss whatever needs to be discussed."
"I see…" The teacher studied him for a moment.
"You're taking this seriously."
Her expression softened. She placed both hands on Leo's shoulders, practically glowing with emotion. Around them, Leo's classmates were split into groups, preparing for the end-of-year festival. Yet despite the busy work, the room had gone quiet—everyone listening intently to the exchange.
"You finally decided to be part of a team," she said with a trembling voice.
"I never thought I'd see this day."
She looked like she was about to cry.
Leo, on the other hand, looked like he wanted to vanish.
"Can you let go of me now?"
