‘Did everyone want to be the class president like that?’

The competition for the 3rd grade class 0 reserve class president position was more intense than expected.

The student council elections were not over yet, and there was still time left until the official term began, so everyone was excited even though Kim Yuri had not yet stepped down from her position as class president.

But is it time to worry about who will be the class president now?

If we think about it calmly, there was no guarantee that the kids in our class right now would be in 3rd grade class 0.

They could leave class 0 and move to a regular class, and although that should never happen, someone could fail and remain in 2nd grade class 0.

“......That’s what Jo Ui-shin might think.”

The white tiger, who was slowly starting to blend in with the class, said something like that.

That white tiger was arrogant and ignorant, but he was friendly enough to make friends by wandering around.

He used this among the other kids, and the main method he used was to talk about me.

Surprisingly, that method worked very well.

The white tiger became so close to the kids in the class that they used the nickname Baekho instead of Baekho-gun, which was his family register name.

“Eui-shin, if Baekho’s guess is true, are you worried about me and Hyo-don?”

“That kid is good at guessing the vice president’s thoughts, so he’s right.”

In fact, he couldn’t deny it because he was worried about Kwon-rena and Maeng Hyo-don.

In order to become a third-year student, he had to overcome the huge obstacles of the second-semester midterms and finals.

To be honest, I wish he had worried about the upcoming exams first, rather than electing a class president.

“Eui-shin, don’t worry! All the kids in our class will be promoted to Class 0, Grade 3. I will become the class president and help Eui-shin and lead the class well.”

“Hey! Why are you already talking like you’re the class president? He’s our partner, right? I don’t like it when other kids are acting as executives!”

“My partner is right! Hmm, we should start by unifying the candidates. There’s only one class president position.”

As the candidates for class president were in full swing, the kids in the class moved cautiously instead of quickly conducting the election.

The most noticeable behavior among them was unifying the candidates.

Our class had a total of 16 students, but as the number of candidates for class president approached 10, everyone seemed to feel a sense of crisis.

The candidates didn’t want a gloomy situation where they would be elected or defeated by a difference of one or two votes.

So the kids who had similar ideas pushed for unifying the candidates for class president.

‘If we’re going to do it, it would be better to unify the candidates into one. Then there’d be no need for a separate election.’

However, contrary to my expectations, our class ended up splitting into five factions.

The first group consisted of those who had no particular favorite candidate, including me, and those who had decided to remain neutral.

Since Kim Yuri and I were current executives, we planned to remain completely neutral, but in the case of Kwon Rena, Maeng Hyo-don, and Mok Woo-ram, there was a possibility that we would waver if a good candidate caught our eye.

The other groups were made up of kids who were aiming for the class president position.

The second group consisted of the syndicate, Guseulbi, Ong Gil-dong, and In Seon-o.

Guseulbi and Ong Gil-dong had a rock-paper-scissors match that lasted for dozens of rounds, and Guseulbi, who narrowly won, decided to run as a candidate.

“I believed that Seon-o would choose us!”

“I believed that too!”

“We were going to remain neutral if the two of us ran as separate candidates, but we unified.”

The syndicate seemed to have secretly expected me, their self-proclaimed thief partner, to declare my support, but I got away with the excuse that I was a current executive.

I was worried about what would happen to the class if Gwanjong like Guseulbi and Onggildong took over as class officers, but since Geumchanwangchan, who had similar characteristics, surprisingly led the class well, it didn’t seem so bad.

As long as you can endure the two Gwanjong’s flashy antics and ogling.

The third group consisted of Mingreen and Song Daeseok, who had decided to push Sawolseum as class president.

“I’m glad Green and Daeseok trusted me!”

“I just followed Green.”

“Seum is good at giving Daeseok harsh words, so he’s fit to be class president.”

“Huh? I didn’t mean to say harsh words, I just said something obvious. Um, if I had to say something like Green expected, every vote counts, but Daeseok is about to be a senior in high school, so I think it would be better to think more proactively about the class president election.”

Min-geun seemed to have strengthened his will to support Sa-wol-se-eum’s merciless words toward Song Dae-seok.

Song Dae-seok seemed to have complicated feelings, but he did not withdraw his support for Sa-wol-se-eum.

The fourth group consisted of Han-i, Dokgo Mi-ro, and Jin Jeong-muk.

“Han would make a good class president along with the vice-president. If I had more time, it would have been okay to be class president and vice-president with Han!”

“I owed you a great favor when you were preparing for the last exam, so I want to keep my loyalty. Also, I think that So-saeng has the power and qualifications to lead this class.”

“You call Han-i ‘Han-i’? But it’s surprising that you’re interested in class work.”

Dokgo Mi-ro, who had difficulty getting to school despite his busy schedule, declared his support as soon as Han-i announced his intention to run, and Jin Jeong-muk followed suit.

When Jin Jeong-muk learned Chinese characters from Han-i, they seemed to have become quite close.

Also, since he highly evaluated Han-i’s Taeho-kwon while sparring, he must have felt like following him as the class president. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

‘I thought Jin Jeong-muk would be neutral, but he’s actively participating.’

As expected of a martial artist, he believed in the theory of the two-way relationship between the official and the martial arts, and that the official and the official were inviolable, so I thought he wouldn’t get involved in the affairs of the class officers, who were equivalent to our class’s official officers, but I was surprised.

He seems to be thinking a lot these days, so I wonder if he’s a little influenced by our class.

Jin Jeong-muk answered Dokgo Mi-ro’s question.

“I feel deep in my bones that there is enlightenment that can only be obtained at the academy. So I want to actively get involved in the academy’s affairs.”

Jin Jeong-muk answered, but it was hard to understand.

Enlightenment?

I don’t know what Jin Jeong-muk wants to gain, but I doubt he’ll be able to gain enlightenment by participating in this messy class president election process.

I wonder if it has something to do with the fact that he seems to have a lot of thoughts whenever he brushes his teeth in a corner of the classroom.

Most of the kids in the class, including Dokgo Mi-ro and me who asked the question, didn’t realize what Jin Jeong-muk was talking about, but they didn’t delve too deeply into it.

Lastly, Group 5 was actually made up of two tigers who were embarrassing to even call a group.

The characteristic of this group was that they were overwhelmingly older.

“Baek-ho, why are you so greedy for the class president position? Do you think the kids in our class would vote for you?”

“Aren’t you in a similar situation?”

Hwang Ji-ho and White Tiger didn’t have any public supporters, but they didn’t give up on running.

All those two tigers could hope for was to win the hearts of Group 1, which was in a neutral state.

No, I didn’t really want to think deeply about that White Tiger’s election strategy.

What if I just come up with a number and put it into action and that White Tiger gets elected?

I tried my best to not draw attention to it.

Anyway, our class failed to decide on the next class president before recess ended, and rumors about this quickly spread.

“Huh? Why are the first-years coming to the second-year area?”

“Lena, I sense a strong fighting spirit from the juniors. It would be best not to get close.”

The first-years looked a bit excited, but Mok Woo-ram exaggerated.

No, upon closer inspection, I could definitely feel that they were overly excited.

It almost seemed like they had come to complain because they didn’t like the snacks I had sent them through Eun-ho.

The juniors seemed to have come to see me.

‘Yoon Yeo-rang is here too.’

Yoon Yeo-rang usually got lost and wandered around Eun-gwang High School, which boasted a large campus, so it was difficult to run into her on campus.

However, thanks to moving with the other students in the same class, she came to our class without getting lost.

It was nice to see the juniors walking around together so friendly.

But when I heard what the juniors said after the greeting, I felt dizzy.

“Hello, Uishin! I heard that you’re going to elect a class president for your class. Can I run for president?”

“I also want to be the class president of your class. If you’re the class president, Uishin will be the vice president.”

“If Yuri isn’t the class president, I’ll be the class president!”

For a moment, I didn’t understand what they were saying.

So, are the juniors coming to me to be the class president?

I’m often speechless when I hear a lot of people talking nonsense as if it were a given.

That’s exactly what I was in that situation.

It was even worse because the kids who were talking like that were kind and smart juniors.

“Do you have to be a member of that class to elect a class president? Is it set by school rules? You can be the student president even if you’re not from the student council. And we’re in class 0. Uishin is in class 0. I’ve been a class president before!”

“It’s cowardly to boast about your experience as class president. I can do well if I try!”

Following Eun Seo-ho, who is currently the class president of Class 0, Grade 1, Eun Yi-ho also said the same thing.

I heard Hwang Ji-ho mumbling, “Seo-ho, Lee-ho... ... ” while touching his temple.

Kim Yu-ri decided to handle the situation as the current class president.

“Ahaha, it’s hard to be ★ 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ★ class president if the grades and classes are different.”

“Then should I start preparing to skip a grade?”

I couldn’t answer because I was afraid that if I said that, they would really start studying to skip a grade.

Does Gong Cheong-hwon know that his juniors are doing this right now?

“Eun-ho... What on earth is Eun-ha doing?”

“She either ignored them because she thought it wouldn’t work to stop them, or she blatantly encouraged them. It’s even worse these days.”

I heard Hwang Ji-ho and Han-i talking in low voices.

The tigers seemed to think that Eunho had neglected or encouraged it, but in my opinion, it was closer to the former.

Eunho probably had no idea how to stop the good kids who were so enthusiastic.

“Can’t you be a teacher? I’m in the same grade and class.”

“Teacher Yongjegeon, don’t make things more confusing.”

After barely sending the first-year juniors away, Yongjegeon jumped out and started talking nonsense.

Yongjegeon, who had returned after a long time, was wandering around the school like a lunatic, acting like a plaything.

While our class, juniors, and even Yongjegeon were talking about electing a class president, Mr. Ham Geun-hyung said the right thing.

‘If we don’t decide on a class president soon, the confusion will only get worse.’

But after thinking about it carefully, there was one way to reduce the confusion a little.

I wondered why I hadn’t thought of this sooner.

I made a suggestion to the kids who were planning the class president election strategy.

“I just realized that everyone wants to be a class officer. Since there’s only one class president position, the competition seems to be fiercer, but if I quit as vice president, two officer positions will be vacant.......”

“Jo Ui-shin, sit down.”

I couldn’t finish declaring my resignation as vice president because of Mr. Ham Geun-hyung’s words.

All the kids in my class followed suit, so I didn’t give them a chance to speak.

In the end, I ended up watching the class president election process while sitting in the vice president’s seat.