episode_0032

A noisy classroom in the morning before the class president election.

When Vita came into the class, the class became quiet for a moment as if under a spell.

“Wow… ”

“Awesome.”

An exclamation like a sigh.

For some reason, Vita was immediately surrounded by excited friends.

“You changed your hairstyle?”

“You’re cute. Bianca!”

Shasha, the partner who came over, spoke next to Vita.

“That’s not all, is it? You probably don’t know, but… ”

No, really?!

Vita immediately covered her mouth with an uneasy feeling. Sasha’s mouth.

“Really pretty underwear… Woof- Woof!”

As expected, it was an excellent choice.

“Haha, no.”

“Underwear? What?”

“It’s really nothing!”

Vita quickly changed the subject, sweating profusely.

“Oh, more than that! There is a delicious cafe in the city.”

“, really?”

“Where is it?”

After shopping yesterday, we also went to a cafe.

Vita also remembered that Emily had asked her a difficult question there.

-So, Bianca. The person you like, other than Carlisle. Who is that person?

The sparkling eyes that can’t stand to be curious.

-Huh, really?!

There was even a fuss from his partner Shasha upon hearing those words.

I had a hard time trying to get it all out there.

-I can’t tell you, but he’s a nice guy.

-Oh wow… Awesome.

-… She’s very considerate, and just looking at her makes me feel good because of her bright atmosphere.

The two nodded slightly at Vita’s words.

-It’s definitely not Carlyle.

-I saw you again, Bianca. Now that I look at you, you’re such a fox.

-Huh? Huh?!

Because it was such a dizzying conversation, I don’t remember the taste of the dessert I ate at the time.

This was the first time Vita had personally brought up this topic. The flow of the conversation quickly changed in that direction.

Delicious desserts from a cafe, someone you met at a cafe, and somehow even a conversation about makeup.

“By the way, Bianca doesn’t wear any makeup at all?”

“But you’re still pretty.”

The girls burst into laughter at Sasha’s words.

“I’m so jealous.”

“I’m a little jealous?”

Of course, this kind of girl talk was quite difficult for Vita, who was originally a guy.

Thanks to you, I felt like I became a little closer to the girls before the election today.

And today we finally have the class president election.

“Okay, so. Is that enough explanation?”

About thirty students concentrate on the teacher’s words.

“Who would like to run for class president?”

Vita applied right away.

“It’s me, teacher!”

I can’t miss out on a position like class president. First of all, it counts as extra points for the overall grade, and each of those things are connected to the ranking.

Fortunately, the atmosphere around me was generally positive.

“Oh, Teacher! I think Bianca would be a great fit for the class president!”

Because many friends agree with Sasha’s words, she is a lively partner.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Bianca would do well.”

In a class of about thirty students, Bianca Shamal’s reputation was quite good.

Basically, male students are more friendly, but that’s not really unusual.

‘Well, of course. At least this body looks pretty right now, right?’

Vita’s true thoughts.

It’s not without basis.

Because I know full well how I appear to boys.

Of course, this doesn’t necessarily mean that it’s a good thing.

Ahem, anyway.

If you’ve turned into a woman anyway, it’s better than not being pretty.

And I feel like I’ve become closer to the girls by talking to them in the morning.

‘So isn’t the position of class president a given?’

When Vita thought like this. When she first ran for office.

“Then, me too.”

What is this all of a sudden?

That Carlyle Schultz guy is also a candidate.

Vita, who was momentarily confused, soon regained her senses.

‘Are you bothering me even here?’

Why is that guy so impatient to get in the way?

But Carlyle Schultz has one unfortunate flaw.

This time, Vita was really confident.

‘I became friends with the girls, and most of the guys too…’

Because I’ll take a picture of you.

Should I take a picture of you guys, who are all black men?

If you do, you too can turn into a woman like me.

And finally this moment.

The results of the vote, announced by the teacher with a smile, were-

It was unexpected for Vita.

***

“Our class president has been decided to be Carlisle. Congratulations, Carlisle! Bianca is the vice president.”

No, again?

I lost again?

The sound of thunderous applause.

“Congratulations, Bianca! You’re still a vice-captain.”

Sasha tried to comfort her, but Vita couldn’t control her expression at all.

After all, I lost again.

No, from the beginning.

There were only two candidates…

Being a class president means a lot.

Because I got the points first.

The class president gets 5 extra points, and the vice president gets 3 extra points.

The reason why that store has such a big influence is because the top rankings are determined by it.

In addition to academic performance, there are also non-academic aspects.

So, during that time, Vita volunteered several times as a class president, admissions guide, and even as a disciplinary committee member. It was all for extra points.

The clever Carlyle guy has been balancing his time as a student council officer and a work-study student, even though it doesn’t really fit.

Anyway, even though I became a woman, my goal is not different.

Because Vita Shamal’s goal is to be number one.

In the first place, since I am a woman, the criteria for the guitar skills evaluation are different from those of men. Fortunately, that actually turned out to be an uncomfortably advantageous factor.

‘It’s absolutely impossible to be number one among male students…’

There’s Carlyle Schultz.

[Wow, good job!]

Vita Shamal’s athletic ability was quite outstanding. He was just a fly on top of a runner.

[Poem, a new record?!]

[Wow, Carlyle!]

I suffered a crushing defeat in the practical test last semester. It was probably the high jump.

‘But you know, Carlyle.’

This time it’s different.

But Vita firmly believes that I will be number one among the girls!

So, I was burning with the desire to take on the challenge and reclaim first place.

‘I’ve been so lax lately.’

Honestly, I think it’s Vita.

Because of Carlyle Schultz, and spending time with my partner Sasha and Emily, I neglected my studies a little.

So, starting today, I’m going to strengthen my resolve starting with the class president election.

“I’m going to run!”

And then it broke into pieces in a really nice way.

And to his rival, that Carlyle Schultz guy.

Vita bit her teeth.

‘Why, always…!’

This is a fact that I had completely forgotten.

Why is that guy always ahead?

It’s bubbling inside. It can’t not boil.

At least I’ve never been a class president before. My pride is completely hurt.

This is my first time being in the same class as Carlyle Schultz. So it feels like I became class president in all the previous elections because Carlyle Schultz wasn’t there.

Even if it’s a delusion of persecution, there’s nothing to say.

Vita thought that he would win unconditionally, and the difference in votes was quite large compared to what he thought.

[Bianca Shamal – 8 votes, Carlyle Schultz – 20 votes.]

Honestly, it’s ridiculous.

I feel like hiding in a mouse hole.

I don’t even want to think about why I lost.

“Congratulations on becoming vice-president, Bianca.”

“Uh, yeah… ”

Even though I heard congratulations, I still don’t feel very good.

Even when I think about it myself, Vita’s own competitive spirit sometimes feels excessive.

Since I was little, I really hated losing even the common game of rock-paper-scissors.

I used to be number one in my school grades, but I feel a bit down because I keep losing.

Of course, Carlyle Schultz is truly his rival.

I have to admit that he was a pretty decent guy, despite my previous prejudices.

Surprisingly, he is really solid and has clear standards for himself.

To be honest, I was a little shaken.

If it weren’t for Emily’s existence, I might have become confused about my sexual identity.

‘But that’s that.’

This is obviously different.

I lost the bed fight, but this is different from that.

I don’t know why it’s different, but it feels that way anyway.

Suddenly, I felt like I had poured cold water over me.

By losing this election, the number one candidate has once again fallen behind.

Kook-

Vita clenched her fists tightly, though it didn’t make her feel any better.

***

After the class president election, it was lunch time.

Vita wasn’t feeling too well, but she still had lunch with Emily.

Kind, pretty, feminine, and elegant.

A real girl, indeed.

Being with Emily makes me feel a little better.

“Is it omelet rice today?”

“Yeah, do you want some?”

Emily’s lunch boxes were always so cute, so naturally Vita’s mouth started watering.

As expected, Emily is amazing.

I’m pretty confident in my cooking, but I’ll never be able to do it like Emily.

“… It’s too good to eat.”

“Hey, that’s too much praise.”

The distance between the two has definitely narrowed since they went shopping together yesterday. Last night, they even created a group chat.

Carlyle Schultz seems a bit quiet for some reason.

‘Well, even if I were that guy…’

Since the two girls were talking, it seemed like they wouldn’t be interested. Vita didn’t really pay attention to Carlisle.

Above all, I don’t even want to care right now.

“Oh, it’s delicious.”

“Eat more, Bianca. Carlisle, you want some too?”

“No, it’s okay.”

What a strange situation.

Emily Swan is conscious of Carlyle Schultz, and Carlyle has been wondering what he did wrong since this morning due to Bianca Shamal’s reaction.

Of the three here, only Vita is not interested in this subtle atmosphere.

So Emily opened her mouth cautiously rather than being observant.

“But, you two… Is something going on?”

“No?”

“Not really.”

At the same time, the answer came.

‘It definitely looks like it’s there…’

Emily thought for a moment, then slowly opened her mouth as a thought suddenly occurred to her.

A slightly fatalistic mind.

But for some reason, I feel like it would be awkward to ask this question any other time.

As someone who likes Carlyle, there are things to check.

“Two people, of course.”

After a moment of deep breathing.

Emily Swan asked.

“What are you going to do after the promised period ends?”

As if asking a question that was deliberately thrown out somewhat lightly and without meaning.

Well, we decided to eat together as a result of the bet.

In fact, Emily was a little nervous about asking the question.

Even though Bianca is fortunate enough to like someone else, Carlyle’s feelings are clearly visible to me.

That unexpected question.

Vita was dazed for a moment.

‘What are you going to do…?’

Because I never thought about it.

But maybe so.

If my current state of mind is anything to go by, I don’t think I’ll ever eat with Carlyle Schultz again.

Yeah, probably. No need to worry about it.

Even if it’s not Carlyle Schultz, I have my partner Sasha and plenty of people to eat with.

Rather, I thought it was strange to continue eating together even after the bet was over.

So Vita answered.

***

“I’ll eat it separately then.”

“We should eat together then too.”

Two conflicting answers.

Only then did Vita, who had not seen Carlyle since she had come up to the rooftop, come face to face with Carlyle for the first time.

“Who would do something like that… ”

“Why, you don’t like it?”

Of course, if it were the usual Vita, she might have hesitated. Maybe she would have been embarrassed by those words.

But Vita right now is not like usual, so she’s a little twisted.

I just wanted to pick on Carlyle Schultz.

In the first place, I don’t understand why you are judging me so arbitrarily.

“Yeah, I don’t like it.”

So in the end, Vita said something that was clearly different from her usual reaction.

Rather, I knew that after saying the words, I became more immersed as if I was acting, as if I was adding plausibility to them.

Actually, if you look at it, it wasn’t the other person’s fault. But Vita was just annoyed. Strictly speaking, she was the one who was the most annoyed, but she still felt resentful of Carlyle.

He ended up speaking in a voice that sounded somewhat cold, but seemed sincere.

“Why do you think I’ll be okay with it?”

Both Emily, who had asked the question, and Carlisle, who seemed relaxed, had their expressions frozen for a moment.

The atmosphere has cooled down.

“Ah… ”

Vita too.

Suddenly, I felt so ugly that I swallowed my words.

‘…What am I doing?’

Clench your fists tightly. This is a chronic disease.

Sometimes this guy’s competitive spirit was so strong that it was difficult to control.

Even between close friends, and even between family members.

I’ve made mistakes like this before. I’ve made mistakes because I was too competitive.

But it feels like it’s already too late to turn back.

“Uh… Hmm… ”

Emily’s expression was restless,

Carlyle’s face is, what can I say, expressionless. Is he a little offended by the unexpected reaction?

“Okay, sorry. I misjudged.”

So the lunch break for the three ended somewhat awkwardly, and a cold war ensued between Vita and Carlyle.