“Yejun… how many officers does the band club currently have?”
“Besides me… no one.”
The teacher made a face that said there were fewer than expected and said.
“I see… why do you think there aren’t any officers in the club, Yejun? Did you make the audition too difficult? Or maybe, what is it?”
Yejun said, staring only at the floor as if he didn’t know either.
“I don’t really know either…”
The teacher handed Yejun a sheet of paper and said in a sorry voice.
“I know very well how much you love music, Yejun. But the more clubs there are, the more important it is to strictly deal with clubs that aren’t running well or have problems.. It can’t be helped, but could you wrap up the club within 1 month?”
At those words, Yejun was startled and looked up sharply.
“No! That… that can’t be!”
The teacher placed the paperwork in Yejun’s hands and said.
”Alright. Then I’ll give you exactly 1 more month. Promise me that you’ll gather at least 3 officers within that time. If you can’t gather 3 or more, then I’m sorry, but I don’t think there’s any better option than expelling the club.”
Yejun shook his head too hard and clutched the paper tightly in his hand.
“Thank you! I’ll definitely get 3 or more people!”
The teacher said, watching Yejun as he hurriedly ran across the hallway.
“Nam Yejun! Don’t run!!”
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