The day of the election had finally arrived. Energy buzzed through the air as the showdown between the candidates for student council president kicked into gear. Even though it was still early morning, the academy was alive with chatter. Students huddled in groups, discussing who they wanted to vote for. The excitement was so infectious that even those who couldn't care less about the election were swept up in the conversations.
Today was the day a new president would rise, and no matter the outcome, it was clear the entire academy was invested in seeing it through.
When I reached the front gate, Titania was already there. As usual, she was leaning casually against the gate, clearly waiting for someone. The moment she spotted me, her face lit up, and she practically bounced over, latching onto my arm. She pressed her soft breasts firmly against me, making a series of happy little noises as we started walking.
