The Last Goodbye!

After appointing leaders for the respective years, I returned to my dorm room to change into something more casual before leaving the academy.

Ring! Ring! (Phone ringing)

when I read the caller's name, I was surprised for a moment before lifting up the phone.

[Hello?]

[Don't you think it was a bad idea to appoint her as the first-year student leader?] Ivica immediately questioned as soon as I lifted the phone.

"...."

[Which Ivica am I speaking to?] I inquired since even their voices are identical.

[...The one who is dying!] She responded subtly.

[O-Oh. How are you feeling Ivica?] With trepidation, I inquired about her condition.

[Well, My condition is the same as it has always been. But forget about me and answer my earlier question, because I am concerned that you are being exploited in her machinations as well. Which will cost us the tournament.] Ivica stated, her voice wavering.

Cough! Cough!