Monday.
Inside the student council office, most people hadn't recovered from the weekend. They were sprawled lazily on their desks, looking completely drained.
Except for one person.
"Oh my god, what's with the Secretary-General today? He's being even more vicious than usual."
A member of the Finance Department emerged from the Secretary-General's office, looking completely dejected. "I just made one tiny mistake," he complained to the person next to him, "and he tore into me until I felt worse than dirt... Even my mom has never talked to me like that..."
"He's probably still upset about Marshal Xie and Chairman Jiang's wedding," the other person chimed in.
"Uh, it's October. He's still not over it?"
