"You've been looking dazed all day."

"Excuse me?"

Her club president put an arm around her shoulder, she lowered her head with a slight frown. Oh wait, she should've smiled here.

"Did something happen?" the president asked.

All the other members were singing gleefully, she listened to the loud music around her for a second before opening her mouth.

"My friend got hurt."

"Really? Badly?"

"I think so. He's going to be hospitalized for two weeks."

"No wonder you looked so depressed all day."

She clenched her lips together, she tried to look happy and energetic since they received word about passing the prelims. She still couldn't fool the president though.

"Sorry for not noticing," the president said, grabbing her hands.

She shook her head vigorously.

"No, I'm fine."

"Liar. It's written all over your face."

The president twisted her cheek lightly. Was this what it felt like to have an elder sister? It really was heartwarming knowing that there was someone who could understand you.

"You should go."

"What?"

"We're almost done over here. Might as well leave a little early."

"No, I'll stay."

"It's fine. I'll tell the others about what happened, so let's leave first."

The president whispered something to a second...