After leaving the Student Council office, Tilan returned to her residence, and it was already afternoon.
As the end of May approached, the temperature in the South First District gradually cooled down. After taking a bath and wearing a loose nightgown, Tilan sat in front of the bed, looking at the large yellowing leaves outside the window, layered upon each other. A breeze swept through the room, drying the slight dampness on her body, bringing a sense of cool comfort.
It seemed that she had processed a lot of information today. She leaned against the headboard and hugged the pillow, closing her eyes for a brief rest while sorting through and recalling the information received earlier.
Taking over the Student Council required step-by-step action. The current president would graduate in less than two months, which meant the time she had to prepare was limited and couldn't be put off indefinitely.
