in dreams there is truth

[It was for the betterment of Seika High School, she reasoned. Her sacrifice was necessary for the greater good--the more money earned, the more spaces opened for prospective female students.

Misaki has told herself this one million and eight times, and regardless, no matter the strength of determination or the emphasis on renewal of spirit, regret has its methods for sneaking in, ruining an otherwise perfectly sound plan.

Perfectly sound. Right.

She sits at the head desk in the student council room, her eyes closed to the piles of envelopes. More to the point, her eyes are shut tight to a certain envelope in her hands. The reason for such a pained expression comes as obvious, at least in her mind.]

Eh, why I did think this would work out? I should have placed more consideration on my position instead of haphazardly throwing my name into the list...