Janice Wood herself hadn't had the chance to do anything.
Her intuition told her that it was thanks to Flossie Wright.
But—
She didn't even have the chance to thank her.
Her mood was persistently low, and this spring snowfall seemed to accentuate her feelings even more.
"Janice, the teacher's calling you."
Suddenly, a friend beside her nudged her.
"Here!"
Almost instinctively, Janice Wood straightened her body and shouted loudly.
Out of pure reflex.
But, it startled the classmates around her.
Each of them looked at her quite surprisingly, as if seeing an alien creature.
Janice Wood was suddenly extremely embarrassed.
"Class president, right?" The instructor walked over, glanced at the tightly-strung Janice Wood a few times, and finally couldn't hold back a chuckle, "Count the numbers again at the校gate, see if everyone's here."
"Oh, okay."
She immediately relaxed, and Janice nodded.
