Unique Round ①

Once upon a time, Cinderella only had plain, patched-up clothes. Even if she wanted to go buy some, she didn't have anything to wear to the store in the first place. Still, the invitation arrived, and she had no choice but to go. (Omitted)
When she arrived at the venue, a buzz spread through the quiet room. It was a round sung by the participants.

Uni-qlo is here.
I've never seen that before.
Lies, lies, lies,
Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle,
Hahaha

That is certainly what it sounded like. Calm down, it's just a trick of the ears. I have to focus. Everyone around me is a frog, go home, get out! I should just think that. I just need to do what I have to do!

The bell rang. It is 12 o'clock.
"Alright, stop!"
The marked answer sheets are collected.
"Your patchwork is very chic," said the male examinee sitting next to me.
"And all your pencils are uni B (black), too."

Was that round just my imagination? A distraction? All the examinees seem to have bad personalities. It doesn't look like it would be fun even if I got in. Oh well, it's just a proxy exam I was asked to do by my stepsister anyway.

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The magic between the two of them fades, and the rest will be in the next installment.

I am participating in this secret prompt.