Heartstrings on Fire

After hanging up the phone, Agnes felt a sense of relief. Everything was going according to her plan.

She had just gotten off the phone with Jared.

Agnes gathered her stuff and made her way straight to Tim Tower

Tim Tower was the city’s landmark in the city center.

Agnes knew the place like the back of Her hand and went straight up to the 60th floor by the elevator. That’s where Jared’s office was.

The Journalism Society members were all waiting in the lounge.

When Lily saw Agnes showing up at the door, she looked like she had just seen a life–saver.

“Agnes, get ready quickly. Here’s the interview script. You’re tasked with interviewing Mr. Whitfield. The interview has been rescheduled to 4:30. You have an hour to prepare. Thanks for your hard work, Agnes.”

Agnes took the script and said, ‘Don’t worry, President Lily. I’ll do my best.”

her words, she scanned the lounge and locked eyes with

tear stains on her face, and two people were comforting her.

concealed it, then she turned to a look of injustice and weakness. This very act

that, Agnes devoted her time to preparing for the interview. At 4:30, she began her

fact, this was Agnes‘ first time as an interviewer. She was extremely nervous internally. But because Jared was the interviewee, she felt secure

Agnes stood up, tripped over the equipment cords, and almost fell.

and grabbed her

low voice, “Watch your step. You’re

her hand from Jared’s, glancing

busy packing up their equipment. Thankfully, no one noticed

affectionate tone might have caused misunderstandings, if anyone had seen it.

Jenny, who was standing in

she watched, the more she felt

Whitfield, If I may, can I ask a personal question on behalf of all the girls in Willowbrook Town. Do you have a girlfriend?”