Leila was angry at first, but quickly recovered her smile and said, "I'm best friends with Emilia, so I feel happy for her. Unfortunately, someone, even after showing off at military training, isn't invited."
I rolled my eyes and went to my bed to write my novel.
Performing would only waste my time that I could otherwise use to make more money.
On the day of the freshman welcome party, the president of the Student Council hurriedly found me.
"Thea, why are you still here? The next program is yours."
I was shocked and confused.
"I didn't sign up!"
Without saying a word, she dragged me away.
"The invitation letter was delivered to your dorm three days ago."
"Then where is it?"
Tonight, I dazzled at the party, driven by the urge to spite my dorm mates after being disgusted.
...
We are in college now, but they hid my things away.
How childish.
The three of them looked displeased.
"Your invitation letter is lost. What does it have to do with me?" Leila snapped.
...
Emilia was also starting to lose her composure.
"Are you doing this on purpose? I've been rehearsing for this in the dorm for days, and everyone can see the effort and hard work.