A senior that I have admired since I entered the school. She joined the same literary club, but the number of members continued to decrease, and now there were only two of us left, my senior and me. Next year, when their seniors graduate, the club will be discontinued as a weak literary club, but both students will be selected for the final selection of the national literary contest in the spring. When I went to the hotel I had booked near the tournament venue, I was informed by mistake that I would be sharing a room with a senior. I don't care.