Chapter 62

Before long, the morning had slipped away. During her lunch break, Yolanda headed over to the student council office. Often, students were more aware of what was going on at school than the administrators. After all, the student council president, much like an informant in a clandestine organization, had access to a breadth of information that could surpass even the headmaster's knowledge. Yolanda wanted to find out whether that person was a student at First Academy as soon as possible, and she knew that the student council could give her an answer more quickly. When she entered the student council office, she found several members gathered around a long table near the door, eating takeout. A tall boy sat behind the student council president's desk, lounging with one leg draped over the other. Propping himself up with one hand on the desk, he exuded an air of arrogance, his expression suggesting that he owned the entire student council. The boy, who had been flipping through a c