"...Well, it's time to decide the group leader..." As Suhyun spoke in a trembling voice, the people who had been chatting amiably all fell silent. The members, sensing the eerie moment of crisis, slowly averted their eyes. Suhyun instinctively realized that a crisis was approaching her. In life, unavoidable crises often arise. Just like now. "...Um, is there anyone who wants to be the group leader?" And whenever facing such a crisis, she was always alone. Suddenly, she recalled a humorous post she had read on social media a few days ago. Mamihlapinatapai. A noun used by the Yaghan indigenous people of the Tierra del Fuego region in southern Chile. It refers to the subtle and urgent exchange of glances between two people, where one hopes the other will volunteer for something that is necessary but they themselves do not want to do. The title "A term referring to group projects.jpg" perfectly matched the post she had been chatting about with her friend just yesterday. She was a fool who had laughed it off, not realizing that the humorous post was a prelude to today's great disaster. Six pairs of eyes seemed to converge as if they had rehearsed it. "...Um, there." Unable to bear the intense gazes, Suhyun squeezed her eyes shut. "...I'll do it."