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Chapter 12 The Unlucky Fool Turned Out to Be Me

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Jean suddenly sneezed in the middle of class.

She rubbed her nose.

Who the hell was talking trash about her?!

“Everyone, I’ve got something to announce”

Lacey stepped up to the podiuin, wearing her usual pleasant smile. Her gaze swept across the classroom. “As you all know, the finals for the Hope Cup are coming up. We’ve been preparing for a long time, but right now…. we’re short on people.”

Lacey was the class arts rep, and the full name of the Hope Cup was-

The Hope Cup National Youth Drama Competition.

It was a major event on the national level. Winning a priz but also a big bonus for college applications,

a prize in the Hope Cup meant not just hefty rewards from the school,

Because of that, nearly every student was eager to join. Tons signed up, hoping to get on stage.

Of course, the competition was brutal. After several intense rounds, most had already been eliminated. But somehow, Lacey had led her class all the way to the finals.

They’d been preparing for their performance for weeks.

“Short on people? Like backstage help: Or do you mean performers?” someone asked right away.

Lacey smiled gently. “We’re short one actor for the stage play.”

That got everyone’s attention. The classroom stirred with excitement.

This was a huge opportunity. If they got lucky and filled that one spot, they’d get to perform in the finals–maybe even snag a prize. And that meant sharing in the glory.

Jean yawned.

The Hope Cup! This wasn’t even a major plotline in the book.

What was the point of transmigrating into a novel if the plot kept tossing her into uncharted territory?

“Lacey, you know I’ve got great stage presence. Want me to take the role?”

Someone raised their hand, volunteering right away.

The others weren’t about to sit back and lose the chance. The room turned chaotic.

“Wait, that actually sounds fun! I want in too!”

“Larry, pick met I’ll play anything. I won’t hold you back.”

something back. Then she said seriously, “We

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12 The Unlucky Fool Turned Out to

she was

were things she might’ve

you just use a prop tree? Does someone really

xact it on

making someone play a tree? That’s just

what I said earlier. I hate

trees. I’m allergic

you should find someone

student asked

the “final missing role” was a literal

the Hope Cup. But they were still

tree? Not

have expected this

flickered briefly in her

a tree, would

it, but

remained pleasant. “Well, since no one’s volunteering,

Is that role

even necessary?”

it is, why does it have to be played by a

hate drawing lots. This

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grumbled loudly, but Lacey held her ground. “I’ve already cleared it with the principal. He’s very invested in the finals. The Hope Cup is tied to the school’s reputation–and ours. The principal made it clear: anyone who gets

Jean shook her head.

really knew how to play

coercion were in full

The guilt–tripping

under the desk and shook it

let it be me.

by drawing lots? Just assign

trash role. I’m

out

veryone held

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slow the name written

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Jean was speechless..

be me.