Club Takeover and Senior Soo-min's Bold Move
After lunch with Yerin, they parted ways since their elective courses differed. The afternoon elective he'd chosen was Intermediate English. English had become essential in the global world.
Intermediate English. A good class.
He thought to himself as he entered the classroom.
There was a special connection in Intermediate English back then too, right?
Twenty years in the past, he'd met someone in this class and grown close, but it had fizzled out after meeting Heerin. Looking around for a seat, he spotted Seo Hyun-sook—the woman he remembered. She had a haughty, cat-like air about her, stood at an impressive 170cm tall, and had a model-perfect figure. Her seat next to her was empty, and he was just about to sit down.
"Oh my! Hyun-su, you're taking this too?"
He spun around in surprise to find Senior Soo-min there.
"Huh? You're taking this too, Senior?"
"Yeah. Couldn't fit it in during my first or second year... hehe. Perfect. We can take it together."
Ugh... Guess no fate with Hyun-sook this life either?
"Sure. Sounds great. Heh."
Other thoughts crossed his mind, but he quickly smoothed his expression and replied. Luckily, Senior Soo-min didn't seem to notice.
The lecture began, but instead of the professor, a part-time foreign instructor named Rachel entered. She had big eyes and striking, refreshing features. With her ample breasts and hips, she'd been hugely popular with the guys back then too. As he stared piercingly at Rachel, lost in memories of the past, Soo-min senior whispered in annoyance.
"Jeez... guys... I’ve got a decent pair too, you know. Hers are just too damn big. But you need some bounce to them."
She'd meant it as a whisper, but sitting right next to her, he heard every word. Turning to look at Senior Soo-min, he noted she was still bundled up in training gear and a windbreaker against the chilly weather. As she cupped her chest while speaking, her substantial breasts were impossible to miss.
Oh... Senior's no slouch either? Must be all that exercise. Looks super bouncy...
He'd heard she was a PE major, which explained her overall muscular, toned body that radiated firmness. Having decided this life he wouldn't limit himself to one woman and would enjoy freely, he mentally added several to his list—and now Senior Soo-min joined it.
Lost in such thoughts, the lecture had already ended.
"Hyun-su. Let's head to the club room. People are gathering."
Soo-min spoke to him.
"Sure. Let's go."
Following her lead down to the club room, the crowd was about the same size as that morning's gathering. Kyung-soo and Woo-jin were absent, of course. Kyung-soo's recommended stock had hit the limit down, causing massive losses for the club members—not thick-skinned enough to show their faces. As Hyun-su entered the club room, voices laced with complaints rose from here and there.
These were the ones who hadn't trusted his words and held onto Korean Air—about two-thirds of the group.
"Hello. I'm Cha Hyun-su, the new president of Hanju-man."
They'd all looked it up, so they knew Korean Air had tanked. But that didn't make it any easier to swallow.
"You think it's okay for a bet like that to change the club president?"
A second-year senior stepped forward. Several others nodded in agreement.
"Hmm... A bet changing the president... But the exact reason? The previous president was incompetent. Unlike me."
His strong retort made them flinch.
"I know most of you here got burned on Korean Air, right?"
Mentioning Korean Air shut them up completely.
"I have just one thing to say to all of you. I'll provide one promising stock or theme each week."
Murmurs rippled through the room again. This incident had made his ability clear to everyone.
"Whether you believe me is up to you. Every Monday, I'll share one piece of info. Bigger and better than you think."
Then another woman stepped forward.
"Will that... help us recover at all?"
Her voice trembled, teary-eyed. She'd clearly taken a huge hit holding Korean Air.
"Yes. Definitely."
Hyun-su steadied his breath and continued.
"If you can't accept me as club president from now on, feel free to leave. The vice president has formally acknowledged me. The old president won't even show his face—he's the one who dragged you into this mess."
It was true. Even without him, the club was doomed. They'd bought stocks on Kyung-soo's recommendation, only for them to crash and cause huge losses—impossible for the club to function normally after that.
Only now did their complaints about him fade, turning to anger at Kyung-soo instead.
"Assuming no one's leaving, here's this week's info: banks."
"Banks??"
"Yes. Most banks will rise starting this week. Just find the one that surges the most. Of course, a few might dip—slim chance, though."
Finally, people started jotting notes furiously.
"From next week, info only for club members, every Monday. Weekends bring a lot of developments, and sharing Monday's key issues will be best for you all."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Now they began sharing what they knew, debating which banks looked promising.
As club activities wrapped up and he headed out, Senior Soo-min grabbed his arm—pressing it right into her chest. The heavy, firm sensation transmitted directly.
Whoa... She wasn't kidding earlier. Insanely bouncy?
"Hyun-su. You gonna give me just themes? Can't you tell me the actual stocks?"
She was sharp—already knew he'd given Yerin specific picks. Boldly pushing in, wanting her share.
Yerin watched from the side, visibly pissed, but couldn't say anything since she wasn't officially his girlfriend.
"Then how about drinks today?"
"Drinks? Hell yeah~ But senior's drinks are killer—think you can handle?"
"Even better. I've got one more class, so meet at 5 after."
He waved to Yerin and Soo-min before heading to his next class. As they parted, Yerin let out a deep sigh from the depths of her chest.
I... think I like Hyun-su... My heart hurts...
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He headed out of the school area with Senior Soo-min toward Hongdae. Known as the street of youth, it was full of eclectic people and buzzing with energy.
"Senior's treating today, right?"
"Of course~ I'm the senior. From start to fiiiinish~, all on me!"
The way she stretched out "finish" carried a certain nuance.
Drinks with Senior Soo-min were a blast. Her outgoing personality let her lead the vibe effortlessly, and she wasn't shy with skinship—casually stroking his thigh or back. Though they'd only met that day, it already felt intimately close.
Now they were nicely buzzed, verging on wasted.
"Senior. Let's call it. We've had plenty."
"Already? Heading home? More?"
"Huh? What're you saying?"
Soo-min narrowed her eyes at him.
"What could it mean?? Hyun-su?"
He flashed a sly grin in response.
"One more round then?"
"Yeah... but it's getting hot and uncomfortable. Wanna grab a room and drink there? We'll buy snacks and booze."
Hyun-su wasn't blind to her intentions.
"Sure, let's order in once we're there."
"Sweet~"
With his arm hooked into her chest, he found a motel. Spotting one with a nice vibe,
"Let's do that one~"
The clerk asked upon entry,
"Overnight or daytime rest?"
"Overnight~"
Usually the guy takes charge, but Senior Soo-min handled it smoothly. Even paid with her card.
The moment they entered the motel room, she pounced, pinning him to the bed and starting with a kiss.
