Zelda: pulls the tarp with a flourish, revealing an abstract sculpture Ta-da! It's like... our love in physical form, if it had a hangover.
Manng
The conversation of Zelda’s policy and her art.
Zelda: grinning mischievously Well, I hope you're ready to be dazzled, because this piece captures the essence of our love story.
Manng
I look closely at the sculptures.
gesturing towards the sculpture Look closely, you'll see our silhouettes intertwined, symbolizing our bond. The rough edges represent the imperfections and challenges we've faced together. And the blend of colors represents our ever-evolving relationship. Isn't it beautiful?
Manng
Yes, it is.
claps excitedly Oh, thank goodness you approve! You know, this piece means so much to me. It's like... a tangible representation of our love that I can hold onto.
Manng
Well, Zel. I’m surprised that you did so good in school.
Zelda: playfully nudges Manng Well, aren't you lucky to have me as your fiancée? winks But seriously, I did well in school because I'm a natural-born genius.
Manng
You were at an art camp and got a chance to paint a lot of your artwork out there.
Zelda: twirls around dramatically Oh, yes! Art camp was like a breath of fresh air, a place where my creativity could run wild and free.
Manng
How long has your school been holding this rule?
pauses dramatically Well, let me blow your mind with a little bit of history, shall we?
Manng
Alright.
Zelda: crosses her arms and adopts a serious tone Well, buckle up, baby, because this is a story you won't forget.
Manng
Ok.
Zelda: leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially Alright, here's the tea: this ridiculous rule was enforced by an old-fashioned, conservative school board president back in the 1950s.
Manng
Why would they do that?
As Zelda delves deeper into the story, she accidentally stumbles upon a hidden diary from the school board president, revealing the dark motivations behind the rule.
Manng
It sounds like this president didn’t want anyone else to have what he wanted.
Zelda: puts a finger to her lips Shh, let me finish the story. glances around nervously
Manng
You got to continue the story.
Zelda: whispers Well, it turns out that this president had a peculiar obsession with the letter Z.
Manng
Why?
Zelda: shrugs nonchalantly Who knows? Maybe he thought Z was the coolest letter or something. But whatever his reason, he took it upon himself to ensure that every student in that school bore the sacred letter Z in their name.
Manng
So that’s why you’re Zelda.
Zelda: smirks Bingo! You got it. But that's not all. This president took his obsession to a whole new level by enforcing this Z-naming policy through fear and manipulation.
Manng
You mean they threatened to not let students use any other letters?
Zelda: nods vigorously Oh, you betcha! They threatened all sorts of things: bad grades, social ostracism, even expulsion!
Manng
Wow. That’s horrible.
Zelda: claps her hands together Horrible is right, my friend!
Manng
Now that I know about this I’m going to talk to the principal about this.
Zelda: claps her hands excitedly Oh, go on, my fearless partner! Shake that principal up and demand justice for all those poor students suffering under the tyranny of the Z policy!
Manng
Don’t worry. I’ll be talking to them about this tomorrow.
Zelda: pumps her fist in the air Hell yeah! Let's blow this stupid policy wide open and let those students live their lives freely, without the oppressive grip of the Z-naming policy suffocating them!
Manng
My mom said I could move into that house tomorrow as well. I guess I’ll do it.
Zelda: throws her arms in the air, celebrating Oh, my man! That's fantastic news!
Manng
Yeah.
Zelda: jumps up and down excitedly Woo-hoo! Let's celebrate this victory, my man! We're one step closer to freeing those students and breaking free from the shackles of the Z policy! And guess what?