"Excuse me, Chaewon-sunbaenim? I'm Kim Minjoo, I work with our school paper, nice to meet you." She said, flashing a grin. "Do you mind if I ask you a few questions?"

Chaewon stiffened, trying to give a somewhat decent-looking smile as she shook her head.

Let's do this, Kim. You know how to deal with the jitters. Breathe in, breathe out.

She thought as she struggled to maintain eye contact with the younger girl.

"How do you feel about representing OTR High in the upcoming national impromptu speaking competition? I've heard it's your first time." Minjoo continued, bringing out her phone to use as a voice recorder.

The shorter girl remained silent as she tried to form her thoughts.

Come on! Tell her you feel honored, that it's a such rare opportunity to be chosen for such an event.

"I-I feel," She started, secretly fiddling with the sleeves of her sweater, "p-pretty..."

No, no, no! What's wrong with you? You trained in public speaking! You are OTR's tiger! Now is not the time to get distracted by how pretty she is, get it together!

"Good."

Kim Chaewon, you giant idiot.