As Jin Mira reached out for another paper, suddenly, something weighed it down. Upon tugging on it three times, she raised her head and discovered a person's hand on top of the paper, preventing her from moving it.

She let go of the paper and removed her glasses. "What do you want?"

She fixed her gaze on the annoying person who suddenly appeared. He was grinning from ear to ear, his row of white teeth a definition of perfection; however, upon closer inspection, her chest felt even more annoyed.

"Do you understand what you did?" the person asked, stressing each word.

His voice attracted the attention of the teachers who were present inside the faculty room.

"I completely understand what I did. The thing I can't understand is why you're here and pestering me," Jin Mira responded, unwilling to back down.

"You understand it, but you still messed with my club?"

Jin Mira clicked her tongue inside her mind.

That's right. This annoying person was none other than the Elite Club's adviser, Jay. He was also the person that Jin Mira didn't want to see the most after having to clean up his mess.

"You created that mess yourself. I just helped you resolve it, yet I didn't even receive a thank you?" Jin Mira humphed.

"You helped me resolve it? How can giving away our club's storage room be considered helping us?"

"From what I remember, that little room isn't your Elite Club's room. You just took it for yourselves and claimed it without proper procedures."

Jay frowned, but didn't say anything.

Jin Mira continued, "Now, help me and get lost. Can't you see that I'm busy?"

After a few moments of staring contest, Jay silently walked away. Jin Mira sighed and put her glasses on again, resuming her work.

She grabbed the paper that Jay pinned down earlier. It had become crumpled from the confrontation which made her even more annoyed. She tried to calm herself down and read the words on the paper.

"Gyeongwon Annual Festival Activity Proposal"

However, no matter what she did, she couldn't calm the annoyance in her chest. She put the paper down and pulled another from her drawer.

"Healing Arts Club Application"

This club was the origin of her headaches. Ever since those temporary students came, she has been stressed. She had to deal with matters one after another related to them.

And now, she had to deal with another one. Their club's adviser.

With a sigh, she put the paper down and glanced around the faculty room. But whenever she looked at anyone, they would evade looking at her.

"....."

'These people...'

Jin Mira stood up and approached a particular cubicle. "Mr. Min."

Mr. Min lifted his head stiffly to look at her and laughed wryly. "... Ms. Jin. It's rare for you to come and approach me."

"I just have a matter to discuss with you."

Suddenly, Mr. Min puckered his lips. "You only notice me when you need someone."

"That's not true." Jin Mira also laughed dryly as she removed her glasses. "How about this? Why don't you help me with a matter? Then you can ask for anything in return."

"....." Mr. Min looked back at her with pursed lips. He sensed an ominous feeling from Jin Mira's subtle smile. "What is it?"

"Healing Arts Club requires a club adviser. Would you be so kind as to accept this position?" Jin Mira said, still with a smile.

"....." Mr. Min was unable to respond right away.

"So? Are you up for it?"

After a while, Mr. Min finally opened his mouth. "Ms. Jin, do you have no conscience?"

Jin Mira's smile went stiff. "What do you mean? This is just an adviser role."

Mr. Min let out a crooked smile. He was almost close to crying.

"You truly have no conscience. I don't even have any presence, yet you want me to be an adviser for that club? Do you want me dead?"

The corners of Jin Mira's lips twitched. "What are you saying? It's just an adviser role."

"It is just an adviser role, but it's not really the role that's the problem here. Didn't Mr. Jay just come because of that club? Tell me, who would want to take up such a role after that?"

Mr. Min looked around, but no one inside the faculty room dared to look back at him.

"....." Jin Mira was rendered speechless.

Jay...

It's Jay's fault again.

That arrogant guy was making her head ache, along with those special students in the Healing Arts Club!

The Elite Club's members had been getting arrogant because of that person, too. Right before Rayen even went to this school, she had to deal with another matter that was related to the Elite Club's members in her class.

'What a headache for a group!'

Once more, Jin Mira tried to persuade him.

"You said so yourself that you don't have any presence. You're the perfect candidate for this position, then! Jay won't bother with you."

This time, it was the corners of Mr. Min's mouth that twitched. "Can you please not rend my heart when you're asking for something?"

"Then, do you accept it?"

"Spare me. I don't want anything to do with that club," Mr. Min said.

Jin Mira stared at Mr. Min. Mr. Min stared back at her. The two proceeded into a staring contest.

Finally, after five minutes without getting any positive answer from Mr. Min, left with no choice, Jin Mira could only go back to her seat. She slumped down on the table, disregarding the documents on it. Her eyes fixed themselves on a certain document.

"Healing Arts Club"

This Healing Arts Club wasn't healing her at all.

...

Xu Jiji looked down at his phone, then at the former Elite Club member. He repeated this action a few more times.

The tall guy asked with a frown, "What's wrong?"

Xu Jiji turned to Miles, then to Yuzuka. Upon realizing the meaning of Xu Jiji's gaze, Yuzuka beamed into a wide smile.

"Is he?"

Xu Jiji nodded.

Yuzuka turned toward the guy and extended her hand with a red face. "Welcome—"

Miles's eyes widened. Immediately, he pulled back Yuzuka's hand, extending his own.

"Welcome to the club, Mr..." Miles looked down at the name he just wrote. "Hyeon Jilseo."

Hyeon Jilseo blinked and stared at the hand before him.

"You don't want to shake hands?" Miles impatiently said, ready to retract his hand.

"I..." Hyeon Jilseo gradually raised his hand in response. "Just call me—"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the scene.

"What's the meaning of this, Gil?"

Hyeon Jilseo halted his actions and turned toward the direction of the voice.

"Mr. Jay..."

"Jay…"

Simultaneously, both Hyeon Jilseo and Yeo Haru muttered the same name.

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