class by pinching on their thighs.
As soon as their homeroom teacher told them they could leave, they ran up to the fifth floor.
“I always wonder, how the hell does all of our sleepiness disappear as soon as school ends?” “Come on, you’re trying to solve humanity’s greatest mystery now, of all times?” Dojin nodded at Maru’s words.
For now, they needed to stop thinking about random things and focus on practice.
The three of them opened the doors into the auditorium.
There wasn ’t anyone else there yet.
“Alright, let’s begin.” Some people might ask, ‘why try so hard when the prelims are so close? It’s not like you’re going to improve much more anyway.’ But one could retort: ‘If you don’t work hard to the end, you don’t even have the right to feel regret if you lose.
Is that really what you want?’ They stretched quickly before going straight into reading.
They weren’t just reading their lines this time.
They were putting as much emotion as they could into it.
They went on with practice by quickly filling in for the students that weren’t there yet.
“Wouldn’t it be better if you raised your hand here?” “That might be confusing, wouldn’t it?” “Here, take a look for me.” Maru and Daemyung went over to Miso’s usual spot and sat at Dojin’s request.
Dojin said his line and raised his hand as he said he would.
Dojin seemed to want to change the part where his character ‘scratched his head awkwardly’ to ‘raised his hand before putting it back down’.
Dojin raised his hand towards his head before stopping in the middle and smiling.
“Hey, that’s not bad.” “Right? I thought it was a bit odd to smile as I scratched my head last night.” After that small change, they continued their reading.
Instead of their normal, almost mechanical practices, they held discussions about any concerns regarding a line.
That small change made them feel like they got out of their usual lazy cycle just a little bit.
For sure, the club worked hard.
But if asked if they practiced with thought and care, they wouldn’t be able to say ‘yes’.
Practice with a decent amount of nervousness helps a group become perfect over time, but if they become too used to their routine, they would eventually slack off.
Were they working as hard as they could, or were they being lazy? Miso’s behavior last night was a good enough answer to this question.
As they practiced by themselves, the other members started arriving one by one.
The funny thing was, they all looked sleepy as hell.
They definitely didn’t get any sleep last night.
“Did you guys all get back well?” “Yes, what about you, senior?” “I did, too.
Now now, since we’re all alive, let’s get to practice.” They returned to act one every time a new member arrived.
After a few times of doing so, the entire club was here before they knew it.
“Let’s try to do a run without a single mistake first before trying to improve our acting.
We should try to finish two runs before instructor Miso comes.” Yoonjung gave a slight glance to all the members as she extended her hand.
Maru put his hand above hers and the others followed suit.
“Blue Sky.” “Fighting.” They all separated with a short cry.
They were in the same space at the same time with the same people just like yesterday, but something was different.
The bomb Miso threw at all of them served as a great wakeup call for everyone.
Maru could feel a fire swelling up inside himself as well.
In fact, he started smiling.
What would the acting club do? The club came to a very simple, smart answer together.
The answer that none of them thought of till now because it was so simple, they were going to act.
Just as they got ready to practice, the doors of the auditorium opened.
Was it Miso? “Oh dear, there’s already students here.” The person who entered was a kind looking middle-aged man, behind the man was a smaller man with a familiar face.
It was the principal that the students liked to call a “dwarf” due to his height.
This meant… The taller man in front of the principal was the chairman of the school.
Maru stepped forward first while the others were busy standing around in confusion.
“Hello, Mr.
Chairman, Principal.” “Ah, yes, hello.
How did you know I was the Chairman? Haha.” The chairman laughed gleefully.
The principal smiled proudly as well.
“You kids should step outside for a second,” the principal said.
Maru smiled bitterly inside.
He could tell what was going on.
The chairman seemed pretty greedy to take over this place.
Right then, someone new appeared from behind all of them.
It was the baseball coach.
The club members stepped out of the auditorium, still confused as ever.
Maru closed his mouth and gave Daemyung a small glance.
This needed to be explained to the club by Miso or Taesik.
Neither of them had the right to say anything right now.
“Isn’t that the baseball coach?” “Yeah.” “What’s the Chairman and the Principal doing here?” “No idea.” The second years started muttering to each other.
They definitely didn’t hear anything just yet.
After around twenty minutes of waiting, the three men came back out from the auditorium.
The three of them walked down the stairs with very happy expressions, telling the club to work hard.
To Maru, their words sounded like a death penalty.
Kind of like how a CEO would assure a recently fired employee that “everything would be fine”.
“What’s going on?” As they all stood around in confusion, they saw Miso stepping up the stairs.
She came across the Chairman on the way up and she just ignored the man completely.
Maru noticed that the Chairman and the Principal’s displeased faces.
Miso only said one thing as soon as she got up to the fifth floor.
“They’re annoying.” “…You know that was the Chairman and the Principal, right?” Maru asked.
Miso nodded as if that was the most obvious thing in the world.
What an amazing woman.

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