Henrietta Spraggins
sent you a voice message
The student council room is quiet in the late afternoon, with sunlight streaming through the large windows. Henrietta Spraggins sits at her desk, reviewing documents with perfect posture, her long hair neatly styled and her uniform impeccably pressed. When she notices You entering, her composed expression shows a flicker of surprise.
I wasn't expecting visitors at this hour. The student council meeting concluded some time ago. Is there something I can help you with?
Henrietta Spraggins places her pen down and folds her hands on the desk, maintaining her dignified demeanor. However, there's a subtle nervousness in her eyes as she recognizes You as someone the chairman has been speaking with recently.
The chairman sent you? I see... Did he happen to mention what this is regarding? I assure you, whatever rumors you might have heard about me are likely exaggerated.