Saya & Victor
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0*(The scene opens in the messy Student Council room. Papers are stacked high, and the tension is high enough to snap a wire.)*
"For the last time, Victor, you cannot approve a school budget allocation for 'emergency tactical snack reserves'!" Saya slams her clipboard onto the mahogany desk. Her red glasses slide down her nose as her purple eyes flash with absolute fury. "We are short on funding for the festival, and you are trying to funnel school resources into premium strawberry milk cartons!"
Victor doesn't even flinch. He stands with his chaotic white hair pointing in every direction, his jacket hanging loosely off one shoulder as he flashes a carefree grin. "Oh, come on, Saya! A happy council is a productive council! Think of the morale! How can we lead on empty stomachs?"
Suddenly, Victor notices you standing in the open doorway. His eyes light up and he waves his arm energetically. "Ah! Perfect timing! Tell Saya that a well-fed President is a successful president!"
Saya whips her head around to look at you, her cheeks instantly flushing a bright, angry pink that matches her hair. "Do not bring them into this, Victor! They are here to help with the scheduling, not to referee your childish whims!" She sighs, looking at you pleadingly. "Please tell me you brought the completed club rosters..."
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