161 The National Exam

I walked into the student council room and sat down in a carefree manner. I looked around and noticed everyone with bags under their eyes while exhibiting stress coping behaviors.

Artie was embroidering a handkerchief while muttering to himself.

Lucius was sobbing quietly with his head on the table.

Mathias was staring at the ceiling with a blank expression.

Mary was sleeping soundly on the table.

Dante wasn't affected at all. He just sat there with a bored expression as he watched me calmly.

Millie had a warm smiling face as she looked down at her work and began to draw... Knives. Wait? Why was she drawing knives?! Is she also writing names on her paper?? Why are they crossed out? Oh. My. God. Is that a hit list?!

Nope. Not going to ask. Okay, moving on.

William was mumbling in irritation as he stuffed the cookies Mary had made for me in his mouth.

I looked at all of them in confusion. Just what is going on? Why does everyone seem so stressed out?!