Stepping Into Glass Slippers    

[EVE]

Riri's voice cracked, her stress evident in the tightness of her expression.

She must be in no mood right now, probably because she didn't have a date.

Around us, the other cast members were either whispering frantically or staring at their phones as if willing Sophie to materialize from thin air.

The class president was pacing near the stage, muttering under her breath, her face flushed with frustration.

I clenched my fists, trying to keep calm. Of course, Sophie would pull a stunt like this. The girl who loved basking in the limelight—until it required actual responsibility.

She had always been the type to think the world revolved around her whims. Now, her absence threatened to drag all of us down with her.