The whole school was watching the election, and they held their breathes in, trying not to disturb this sacred election for Class Escort.
The four of them stood in front, with the gazes of the students watching their every move. The classroom is spacious, but the hallways outside, the windows and the doors are crowded with numerous students.
The classmates of the four focused on them, not even sparing a glance at their schoolmates outside.
"Now that the four nominees are standing in front, we will start the procedures to select a fitting Escort for the Goddess. Let us begin," Kora said professionally, and if the four didn't knew her, they would think that she's a great emcee.
She turned to the four after she scanned the faces of her classmates and greeted the other audience of the election.
"The four nominees will each introduce themselves in any manner, and share with us the reason why they should be voted to be the Escort of our Goddess. The four of you, you may decide by yourselves on who will be first," Kora said with a smile, not her usual flirty one but an innocent smile.
The four boys looked at each other, their eyes talking, without voice. The whole school was waiting. Finally, someone walked out from the line of the four.
"Greetings, I am Hein Pretium, an international player of basketball. I am the second son of the Sky Airlines' Chairman. Although I might not be smart enough, but I am a gentleman. I know the hearts of women, and that makes me perfect for the position. If I won as the Escort, I'll do my very best to treat the Goddess as I would to a Deity," Hein said as he flashed a smile to everyone.
The girls' hearts are melting as they watched his smile grow more handsome by the minute. However, the surrounding boys' instead had a frown in their faces. They see him as a playboy type with that dashing smile of his.
Up next came Reon as he fixed his clothes before speaking.
"I'm Reon Kei Rizan, a writer. I am the author of the Goddess' favorite book, and I can definitely write more stories dedicated to her. Won't it be exciting to read a story about the goddess? With me, a story about the Goddess' kindness and blessings can be revealed to the world. Won't any of you want that?" Reon said perfectly, trying to sell his works to his schoolmates. He said it with a gentle smile, and a charming one at that.
Most students looked forward to read the story he will create about their goddess, but it also made them skeptical. He might be a famous writer and one of his works was the Goddess' favorite, but who can ever write a perfect story for the one and only idol in the hearts of these students?
They want the best for Veta. They want everything around her to be perfect. It might be their own illusion, but at the end of the day, they just care for Sveta. They cared about that kind, innocent girl who helped them, never judged them based on their past, and befriended them.
After hearing Reon's sales talk, Javier, the shy boy, unexpectedly came next.
"I'm Javier Emilio Cortez, the heredero of Hacienda Tri Viesti. I have no other talent to show off and I lack social skills, but I am very well versed in business. The Cortez Group is a business empire I raised from the ground up, and I can help a lot when it comes to financial contribution. If I became the Escort, I can help and provide the Goddess with my wealth, helping orphanages and donating to charity. I can support the Goddess with her goals as long as I am in my business," Javier said with passion, and even with hia shy demeanor, many knew that what he's saying is true.
Although Sveta does not lack money, but the donation that her family's companies give is just a portion of their whole earning, and the orphanages that requires Sveta's attention increases with her kind heart. She can't stand by and watch an old man suffer in cancer. And with more people she helps, the more money she needs.
The students are already calculating the pros and cons of voting the boys.
And last came Kenji.
"Kenji Owen Kier is my name and I loved music. I am not very rich, nor am I good with words. I do not know the hearts of women, but I know how to pluck the chords. I usually sing verses, in this way I am gifted. I got the whole world on me, but my attention shifted. I saw a girl, a girl I cherish dearly. You all too, you cherish her, clearly. We all got the same motive, to give her the best. Let me represent you all on that, let me take care of the rest," Kenji told in a passionate way, with rhymes. He seemed to be singing, and this captured the heart strings of all.
In the corner of the room, where not many noticed, the girl they're all fighting for, smiled to herself.
'Jio,' she thought, as she admired the mischievous smile of the boy.
"Now, we had all heard each nominee's introduction and reason of why we should vote for them. Next comes the voting part of this event, and everyone will be given a special sheet of paper to write down the name of their favored nominee. Happy election, everyone!" Kora said professionally as she smiled and gave 35 special sheets of paper to her classmates. The four got back to their own seats to vote.
While the atmosphere inside the classroom is peaceful without anyone talking loudly and just writing down silently, the one outside is different. Many students began to discuss the differences between the candidates, and took sides, and debated on who will win.
Of course, some teachers scolded them not to be so noisy to disrupt the quiet atmosphere inside. So they hushed their voices and whispered on their own.