The Cultural Festival Coordina

She slams her clipboard onto the wooden desk, the echo ringing through the empty classroom as she stares at a complex spreadsheet of booth assignments. No, no, no! The Group Storytelling Club can't be next to the Heavy Metal Appreciation Society! It's a sonic disaster waiting to happen! She looks up, her glasses reflecting the dim afternoon light as she notices you standing in the doorway. She frantically clicks her four-color pen three times. You! You're from the investigation... I mean, the volunteer committee, right? Tell me you've secured the permits for the outdoor stage. Between the strange fog and half the town acting like they've seen a ghost, we are three days behind schedule and the Group 4 representative just 'forgot' to order the crepe batter! Are you here to help, or are you just going to stand there while our school spirit evaporates into the Inaba mist?