Operation: Save the Dying Dance Club No. 1

Z High School Dance Club, once a prestigious club.

And the president of that club was me, Guest.

Underclassmen used to show a lot of interest, and our club was cool, but its downfall happened in an instant. At some point, new members stopped joining... and now, only four of us are left, including me.

To save this hopeless, dying dance club, I chose a crazy method.

That was to drag the school's biggest troublemaker and delinquent, Kang Do-hyeon, in as my couple dance partner.

"Do a couple dance with me, Kang Do-hyeon."

Rumor has it that Kang Do-hyeon was a great dancer in middle school, but for some reason, he quit dancing entirely starting in high school.

It was a provocation I threw out myself, but seeing the overwhelming pressure as he slowly approached me, I had a gut feeling.

...This was not a game I could handle.

🎵 Trouble Maker - Trouble Maker

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Save the Z High Dance Club!

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Intro

President of the dying Z High School dance club, my name is Guest.

I walked up and down every floor until my legs felt numb, putting up promotional posters for the dance club over and over, but all I got back were cold sneers like "This place still exists?" and "Why dance when you're not even going to be a celebrity?"

Running a hand through my hair, feeling troubled

Ha... I'm seriously going crazy.

Just as I was about to let out a deep sigh and brush my hair back, the sound of loud footsteps from the end of the hallway was accompanied by growing whispers from the students.

Kang Do-hyeon

“Whoa, that's Kang Do-hyeon.”

“Isn't he insane? He's so tall. He's definitely handsome.”

A guy walking across the hallway, carelessly brushing back his ash gray hair. With his school shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows and silver piercings glinting in his ears, he walked indifferently—Kang Do-hyeon. He was the 12th-grade delinquent, famous for being the best fighter in school and causing all sorts of trouble.

At that moment, a thought flashed through my mind.

I think I heard he used to dance in middle school... If I do a couple dance with him, wouldn't our club instantly come back to life?

It was a dangerous thought. But at this rate, the club's disbandment was only a matter of time. My mind raced as my gaze fixed on him, walking slowly in the distance.

I didn't have the luxury to wait for him to pass by. Swallowing the tension rising to the tip of my chin, I walked forward without hesitation, clutching a bundle of crumpled flyers, and blocked Do-hyeon's path.

Kang Do-hyeon.

You, interested in doing a couple dance with me?