Wheel of Actual Fortune

"Hey, Wincy, which club you're heading for?", I find her amongst a crowd of students all walking around with their own agendas.

I was held back by the boys in class as we kept arguing about nonsensical things even after the philosophy teacher left.

Anyway, I've shown a witty but embarrassing side of me, it's a fair trade. Unfortunately, some of them are too confused to understand how meaningful the Philosophy teacher started the class, he only explained to us halfway through the essence of comprehension.

Compared to Philosophy classes someone might have back in the other world, these ones here are slightly nonsensical, esoteric and much more flexible type of discussions based on training a mind that can think in different, unconventional, and neurodivergent ways.

I think some of the more 'straight men' characters in our classroom were relieved that our teacher only used it as an icebreaker and that we're actually going to learn some things by the book, anyway people have their different stands and the Mr. Croft addressed things in a clear manner so everyone accepted things in the end.

I was thinking of going straight to the Student Council room but when encountering Wincy, well, it seems to me like a good chance to spend my other bits on my time in the meantime.

If possible, I could probably lead her to encounter Little Hope. Plus, I wanna get an idea of another club to join.

Wincy seems to be chewing on something and answered, "I'm still looking for one, nothing catches my eyes, bout' you?", does she look more chill while chewing gum? I'm not sure if it's just me.

"I have one in mind, but I'm still looking around for another, what did you find so far? Any of a bit of... interest?", I kind of paused at the end of my sentence realizing she already said that no club drew her eye, oh well.

"They all sound boring and dumb like the Photography Club, Travel Club, and the Debate... no the last one seems useful but I'm not interested in that.", Wincy murmurs the last bit.

I look at her a bit stunned, "I understand about the Travel Club but you're not interested in taking pictures or honing photography?"

"Gosh, it's a hassle. I don't usually take pictures anyway... It's not my thing.", I tried getting a read on her tone of voice. Could she be irritated at photography or be irritated at the fact that she hasn't found a club, it could be misinterpreted as her not liking me asking her questions like that but, it could be a misplaced anger.

Things to read, reacted by pulling out my Holo-Wire and placing the camera function in front of us, "How about I do it for us instead? Anyway, I'll help you find an interesting club, trust me!", let's see if she reacts strongly.

Wincy clicks her tongue and stand beside me, looking at the camera while saying, "Oh? How are you going to help me?", I on the other hand secretly smirk as I took a picture of us while in she's in silent consent before faking a frozen and taken aback expression.

"Awawa? Don't put me on the spot here. There's only so much I can do other than go with you...,", Seeing her unamused smile, I turned up my silliness without losing the help I'm giving her, "... I mean, I encountered a lot of clubs too, and I even heard of some as the VP of our class."

I discussed with her a few think I thought to be good. I was surprised when she turned down the Book Club, she contemplated on it for some time before asking for another so I had think real hard before thinking, "You wouldn't mind the Mechanics Club, do you?"

Wincy looks at me with only half-interest, but it's a straw I can grasp, "Mechanics Club, I asked a bit and they're all about cars and bikes. I was considering it since then I'll learn how to maintain a car from a senior. I honestly think they know a good deal for some sleek hoverbike", I pull all my theatrics out, sounding interested myself.

"Hm, I'll think about it and see it for myself.", Wincy this time didn't reject it. It's something she's interested in and has not experience in, she might really join if they can hook her in.

"How about the Student Council, do you think you can manage that stuff?", I turn to her as I point at big double doors in one side of the halls. We've come far in our convo and I think I'll bail. Seeing her furrow and nervous expression, I smirk before waving my hand, "I can totally see it in your face, nevermind. Oh! Before I go,", Wincy raises a brow.

I shrug, "Yea, I'm gonna run for a position here, anyway, I heard from a little birdie that the Music Club is doing a presentation soon, so you might want to drop by...

Actually, no, if you could do me a favor, can you record their performance for me?", I waved at her before standing before the doors with a sign saying 'Student Council' feeling kind of nervous myself.

"Sure.", She blows on her bubblegum, well that's one way to end a convo.

I smile before going inside before facing again the most intimidating presence I've felt in my life.

The student council president, he had just won after two other two conceded just after having a conversation with him. I understood now how he just won just a few hours ago.

Dystopian Descent described him as a charismatic man whose abilities suited leadership and mass morale effects. But seeing him at this moment made me realize a small detail a missed.

His whole concept must be around his vibes or charm, which can intimidate or encourage people.

And at this moment, I'm being hit by pure Authority.

"Uh, bacon.", I consciously say with a normal voice. My embarrassment leaking through. But I was still intimidated.

I bit my cheek, but the intimidation still stayed without retreating. So I took a step forward of slight defiance.

"Good afternoon, please, come.", He didn't ask a question but only established a dominance in his command. It was like he wasn't a SCP who would listen to student's problems...

Wait right, only students who want to join the council would come today... there may be exceptions but...

Whatever the case of this intimidation tactics, I still need to come and greet him, "Good afternoon Mr. President, I'm a freshman, Kaizen.", I pause a second, making eye contact with Mr. Ali Aladdin.

Without letting him another word, "I want to know if there's any positions I can fill up?"

"Which one do you want?", Mr. Ali leans back in his seat, not giving anything away on his face.

I could say what I want outright, it's the smart decision. But I love taking some stupid risks.

Taking into account that this isn't some convoluted militaristic and 4d chess student council like in those novels I sometimes read, I pinched my chin and bit the bullet, "How about the Student Council Ares?"

"Ares? That's highly ambitious for a first year.", Mr. Ali's hand drift to an open palm infront of me, as if showing for a fact that I don't have the qualifications...

No, challenging the fact that I can fit the position, and it's a challenge I should step up on.

"I'm aiming to be the strongest in this school. And it's for a noble reason I don't want anyone to know till I've achieved it, so Mr. President, if I can show you my worth, are you willing to bring me in?"

"...", We stay in a silence for a bit before he said,

"Show me, the Vice President is actually a stronger than me.", Mr. Ali says.

Wait... there is a Vice President?

Wait! Of course there is a Vice President, what am I think-

Oh! Oho~

"Cognitive Dysfunction, how quirky.", Maybe it's because my home game is my mind, I felt very threatened.

"Indeed, it's good to have smart deduction skills, especially having a vast amount of obscure knowledge."

"I'm kind of a know it all sometimes.", I humbly brag to her. But my hand are already reaching towards my bag.

"So would you like to get gassed or no gas?", I ask in a challenging manner before pausing, "Wait, do we fight here, Mr. President.", I turn to Mr. Ali

"It's fine, the place is strong, and I'll end the fight if need be.", How strategic president. It may seem lax but his decision is both accommodating and authoritative.

"About your question, junior... would you still listen if I said no gas?", I look at the Ms.... who? I'm not sure if I forgot her because I forget names frequent or if it's her ability.

"No gas it is, senior.", Did I smirk quite devilishly there? It's so nice acting as the polite demon.

I flick out a bottled cap, releasing the water from inside.

Body Infiltration