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"Why don't you just change the club's name or at least shorten it to something like T.G. Club, so the President won't see your club as the committee's enemy?"
"No, I want it to be unique so that our club stands out! The moment they hear our name, they'll be intimidated, and they'll know I'm the President of the club!" Ethanos declared proudly, puffing out his chest.
We all groaned in unison, exchanging exasperated glances before looking away.
Seriously… his naming sense is absolutely ridiculous. I'm not a troublemaker like him, so there's no way I'm joining his nonsense, no matter how influential he is or how high his rank is in the university.
"Guys? Don't you want to join my club?" Ethanos's voice took on a pleading tone as he added. "If you join me, I'll even let you use my special card to access the training center whenever you want. Plus, you can use my name whenever you're in trouble. Isn't that tempting?"
