"Hey, kid"
Thirteen people were sitting in a circle, gathered in the dance club.
"Do you want to create a club for us?"
"I'm in the dance club."
It was a famous name
"me too"
"Me, Myungho, Hoshi, and Dino are all in the dance club, and Woozi and Seungkwan are in the music club."
"Dokyeom, what are you doing?"
Min-gyu glared at Do-gyeom and said
"Ah, I don't know, I don't know, I should go to the dance club!!"
"..truth"
"The dance club is so popular! And we're executives, so we can't leave."
Hoshi spoke as if he was asking questions.
"Because the whole world is weird."
"Myunghoㅠㅠ You tooㅠㅠ"
"I like the Seventeen club??"
"Really? Then I should ask the teacher if I can join two clubs."
"That guy gets upset right away when you try to hit him."
"Yeah, Choi Toppi"
The members immediately left to form a club, thinking that if they weren't accepted, they would throw a tantrum like Danbi.
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"You don't listen to my opinion..."
Dokyeom spoke with his mouth sticking out.
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Ta-da! The Seventeen club's curtain has finally opened.
"But what are you doing in here?"
"How about making a song and dance and going to an event or something?"
When the usually reserved Wonwoo spoke, the members all agreed.
"When will you be recruiting members?"
"Right now!!!"
Seungcheol started typing on the keyboard, and soon a Daejeon alarm popped up on his phone.
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Hello! We are now recruiting for the Seventeen club~~
Members will prepare the stage and provide support, and if elected as executives, they will be given the opportunity to attend events! Come quickly!
If you don't come, I'll be upset
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"Is this an abuse of power?"
It was Dino
"...Seungkwan-ah"
"..get out"
Hoshi made a firm gesture.
"This is the chairman's son's class, you punks."
"Oh my... Get out."
Outside of a certain club room (borrowed by the dance club)
It was full of people who wanted to join the club.
Several people were hired after the interview.
"Hey, aren't you going out?"
Myung-ho, who had lost his place to practice, spoke to Seung-cheol as if he was being questioned.
"What are you talking about? This is Seventeen's club."
"Brother, do you want to play with nunchucks?"
"Only in times like this is the pronunciation really accurate."
Seungcheol grumbled and came out.
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'Wow... Myeongho is good at dancing'
Seungcheol stared at Myeongho through the crack in the dance club door.