Pyris scanned the room, his sharp gaze flicking over each of the mbers as if weighing their potential. His eyes eventually settled on Alexa.
She was pure-hearted, soone who held the club's ideals close, but Pyris knew better than to nominate her. While she was capable, her innocence and unwillingness to engage in the tougher, sotis more ruthless aspects of leadership ant that she wouldn't be able to handle the full weight of leading Obsidian Roar.
The na itself demanded more—a depth of responsibility, decisiveness, and at tis, harsh judgnt.
Despite his admiration for her, Pyris buried his ambition of having Alexa lead, and she didn't hold the sa interest in leading the club unlike what Pyris wanted for her.
He knew it wasn't ant to be.
Instead, his thoughts turned to Jasper. It was clear, not just to Pyris but to the entire club, that Jasper commanded the respect of the other key mbers.
He wasn't royalty, nor did he carry the sa legendary lineage as Pyris, but Jasper had earned his place. He was the foundation on which many mbers leaned—calm, capable, and well-liked.
The room's mood had shifted after Pyris' refusal to lead, and the gaze of the club had naturally begun to shift toward Jasper.
Pyris understood the weight that had just been lifted off his shoulders after refusing the presidency, but he also knew that the club couldn't remain without a leader. The ti for action had co.
With steady resolve, Pyris made his decision.
"I vote Jasper as the club president!" Pyris announced, his voice clear and unwavering.
The room, already tense with anticipation, seed to hold its breath.
Many of the mbers nodded in agreent, as though Pyris had simply voiced the unspoken consensus. Jasper's eyes widened for a mont, caught off guard by Pyris' public nomination. He had been expecting to play a supporting role, but this... this was a different kind of responsibility.
Jasper, despite the uncertainty flickering in his eyes, stood tall. He could feel the weight of expectation settling on his shoulders, but he knew that this was not a burden to shy away from.
The club needed strong leadership, and if Pyris believed in him—if the other mbers believed in him—then he couldn't let them down.
The murmurs of agreent grew louder, and the tide was turning in Jasper's favor.
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"I vote for Jasper as the club president!" Alexa was the first to speak among the four committee mbers. She smiled warmly at Jasper, a gesture of congratulations. Jasper, in return, bowed slightly and smiled back. Following Alexa's lead, the other mbers cast their votes in agreent.
Jasper had now beco the new president of the Obsidian Roar. Unbeknownst to Pyris, on his very first day, he had already influenced the club's leadership. Though he was not fully aware of the depth of the academy's club politics yet, he would soon find out. This was the necessary first step for Pyris to see his plans co to fruition.
From the mont he set foot in the club, he had caused a stir like a hurricane.
With a polite bow and a smile, Jasper acknowledged everyone's support. In response, they all bowed back, recognizing the beginning of a new chapter. Pyris wasted no ti, calling out, "Your first orders, President!"
Everyone could sense what was about to happen next. Phones were pulled out, ready to record the fresh history of Obsidian Roar as it was being written in real-ti.
All eyes turned to Alexander, whose gaze flickered uncomfortably. He knew exactly what was coming.
"Alexander Eloise," Jasper began confidently, walking toward him, "your past misdeeds as president of the Obsidian Roar will be forgiven but at the cost of your mbership. You are hereby no longer one of us." Jasper handed Alexander his belongings as he finished his statent.
"You dare, commoner!" Alexander shouted in fury, his aura of royalty surging as he attempted to intimidate Jasper. Despite the pressure, Jasper stood firm, his resolve unshaken.
"Unlike before, Alexander," Jasper retorted calmly, "you are just a prince within the academy walls. Out there, your royalty matters, but here, I hold more authority. Now leave."
Jasper had never been afraid of Alexander personally, only of the power his forr position held. But now, with Alexander's status reduced to just another prince, his influence paled in comparison to Jasper's, who was now second only to the Student Council President.
*Ahem*
Just as Alexander moved to confront Jasper, perhaps to strike him out of humiliation, Pyris gave a loud cough, a subtle reminder of where Alexander now stood. Reluctantly, Alexander turned and stord toward the door, leaving in disgrace.
Videos of the incident spread rapidly across the academy blog, and within minutes, half of the student body knew what had transpired.
Jasper, Alexander, and Pyris quickly beca the most searched nas on the academy blog, with additional attention on Pyris as he was soon to be officially announced as the new CEO later that evening—a highly anticipated event in the business world.
After the ceremony, Jasper sat down in his new chair, settling into his role as president under the watchful eyes of the remaining committee mbers.
With one position now vacant, a new mber was voted in. She was an elf, just like Jessie, but unlike the forest elf and financial manager with her signature green hair, this newcor was a high noble from the Elven Empire.
Pyris couldn't help but wonder what a high elf noble wanted with the Obsidian Roar, a club that had lost so of its forr glory.
Still, he let it slide—despite its fading popularity, the club still had certain perks that attracted interest.
The position was first offered to Jessie, the green-haired elf, but she declined. Jessie preferred to remain in her current role, comfortable in her position. It was only after Jessie's refusal that the high elf noble stepped forward to accept the responsibility. No one else had been eager to fill the seat Jasper once occupied.
Seated quietly in the middle of the hall, Pyris' gaze lingered on Jessie. Her short build wrapped in the academy uniform, the skirt accentuating her shapely legs, made her stand out. Her face, with its round, slightly chubby cheeks and glittering green eyes, was expressive, darting around with interest. What struck Pyris the most, however, was her figure.
Her short stature contrasted with her curvaceous fra, and her uniform struggled to contain her large chest.
Her serious deanor only added to her appeal in Pyris' eyes. He couldn't help but find her both cute and inviting. Pyris was always drawn to certain physical traits, and in Jessie's case, her bust and figure ranked high on his list of reasons for admiring her—though, if he were honest, he genuinely liked her personality first and foremost.
Lia, the voice in his head, chid in, [I agree! No one else could handle her but you. Just imagining soone else massaging those big mounds, but you, my perverted master!]
'Who are you calling a pervert?' Pyris interrupted their playful bickering, trying to focus as the discussions around them continued.
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