Chapter 53: The True teacher of our time, Part 5

After Park Geun-soo called Min Hayoon separately.

Min Hayoon followed Park Geun-soo’s lead.

Then they stopped by the 3rd-year floor.

“Who is Do Jin-ho from Computer Science?”

“I-I am!”

“It’s about the club. Come out.”

He suddenly entered the 3rd-year computer science class and called out Do Jin-ho.

“What is it? What’s going on?”

“It’s as you heard. He has something to say about the club.”

“Hmm…”

Do Jin-ho asked what was going on, but Min Hayoon didn’t explain in detail.

She understood that they were assigning a club room, but the detailed explanation was Park Geun-soo’s part, and…

It was a bit awkward to chatter in front of the person involved.

For now, they followed Park Geun-soo to the 2nd-year floor.

“Is Content Design’s Choi Arin here?”

“Yes?”

“Yes, you. Anyway, these days, kids say ‘Me?’ instead of ‘Yes’ when you call them…”

“I’m sorry. Teacher. It’s just that…”

“Ah, it was you?”

Park Geun-soo, who was about to start his familiar nagging, suddenly shut his mouth and acted like he knew her.

“I forgot because it was a class I briefly conducted in the first semester of last year, but now I remember a little when I see your face. Choi Arin.”

“Th-thank you for remembering me.”

“Yes, yes, you were the best at using Spine in our school. It’s all coming back to me.”

And then there was the flattering praise.

This person…

‘Is he too easy to read…?’

It’s to the point where you wonder if a person who is an educator can be this thirsty for women.

Not just any woman, but he’s especially defenseless in front of pretty girls like Min Hayoon and Choi Arin.

Of course, as long as he doesn’t cross the line, it’s true that he’s a great teacher for women.

He even got a club room right away when Min Hayoon asked him to.

She was thinking of using him as much as possible within the usable line.

“What’s going on?”

Choi Arin, who naturally joined the group, also asked Min Hayoon what was going on.

“I think he’ll tell us if we follow him. I only heard that it was related to the club.”

“Me too.”

“Club-related…??”

Choi Arin tilted her head as if she didn’t know what it was about.

Park Geun-soo scolded them for talking in the hallway.

Even though he’s gentle with female students, it seems he’s strict about these things.

Like that, the four of them walked to the very end of the 2nd-year floor.

And there.

“I’ll give you the key to this place later.”

Park Geun-soo used the key to open the firmly locked padlock and went inside.

The stuffy air characteristic of a long-neglected classroom could be felt.

All three people who followed Park Geun-soo frowned slightly.

“Let’s ventilate, pull the curtains and open the windows first.”

Park Geun-soo clapped his hands and said let’s ventilate.

He’s going to stand still in front of the teacher’s desk, so they should open the windows.

None of the three are inflexible types, so even if they didn’t answer with their mouths, their bodies moved toward the window.

They opened the windows wide with a creaking sound and returned to Park Geun-soo.

“Don’t sit on the chairs, stand and listen. It’s full of dust, so we need to clean it up once.”

“Yes.”

This time, Min Hayoon answered on behalf of the group.

Park Geun-soo picked up a piece of chalk rolling on the blackboard and roughly wrote some Chinese characters.

Min Hayoon doesn’t know much about Chinese characters, but those are definitely names.

Because she had seen them once before.

“I’m Min Hayoon’s homeroom teacher, and Choi Arin probably knows my name, but since there’s also a computer science student, I’ll properly introduce myself again. First of all, I’m Park Geun-soo, who will be the advisor for your club.”

“Wow…”

“Applause…”

“Wow, wow…!”

Right after Park Geun-soo’s self-introduction.

The three students’ awkward exclamations passed by…

“Yes, yes. I didn’t expect it anyway. Anyway, the name of your club is ‘Game Release Club’ for now.”

“Why?”

“Hey, I’m talking here… You can’t even wait a moment.”

“I’m, I’m sorry.”

Looking back, Park Geun-soo had taken the club establishment application before they had even decided on the club name.

So it seemed that Park Geun-soo had arbitrarily decided on the club name.

Choi Arin, who is weak in unexpected situations, instinctively acted like a typical member of Generation Z.

Why? It’s exactly the kind of thing that teachers of Park Geun-soo’s age hate the most.

“Anyway… To start again, the Game Release Club is named to differentiate it from the Game Development Club, which is currently operating as a regular club.”

“What exactly is the difference?”

It seemed like it might be a bit unpleasant for Park Geun-soo’s personality, but he continued to explain anyway.

“Practicality. Min Hayoon. You showed me last time, right? That 36 million won funding page.”

“I did?”

“I searched for the name of the game and it popped right up. So I used it as data in this faculty meeting.”

“You did?”

“It’s a rare student-led activity these days, and it’s also economical. Our school, which teaches on the premise of employment, should rather encourage such activities.”

So, Park Geun-soo got inspiration from the funding page he saw in passing, made a decision at the school meeting, and even got the right to establish a free club.

It was truly the attitude of a true educator.

“But can we really add a free club? I heard that they’re only going to run the existing free clubs because there are a lot of issues with COVID and other things.”

“What about it?”

“No, it’s just that. I understand the permission to establish a club, but this classroom was originally used by the 2nd-year computer science class 3, but from this year’s 2nd-year, they adjusted the number of computer science students, so class 3 disappeared…”

“Is it such a problem that an ownerless classroom went to you?”

“It’s, it’s not a problem, but I don’t understand the situation well…”

Do Jin-ho, who had been listening quietly, raised a few questions.

Park Geun-soo smiled faintly at this and started talking.

“It’s simple. The role of a teacher is to give wings to active students.”

It was a completely different reaction from the one he showed to Choi Arin, who had reflexively asked “Why?” a little while ago.

It seems that Park Geun-soo is infinitely strict with students who act like typical members of Generation Z and infinitely lenient with active students.

Do Jin-ho’s appearance a little while ago was also close to the active type.

Because he asked questions directly to understand the current situation.

“Honestly, if you form a team before entering school as a student, develop a game like that, and make tens of millions of won in sales, there’s enough justification to establish a club. Giving you a classroom is not a difficult thing for someone with my seniority.”

“Ah…”

Min Hayoon seemed to have realized something only then and sighed softly.

Park Geun-soo is an old teacher who is scheduled to retire in a few years, and he is one of the senior members of the faculty.

It’s like, should I say, treating a sergeant at the end of his service?

Even if it’s a bit of an unreasonable request, they try to accommodate it as much as possible.

To put it bluntly, if only four people, including the advisor, come and go in one classroom, it’s not a violation of social distancing, so there’s no legal problem.

“So, as a result, you can be active here from now on.”

“Are there any precautions?”

“Just don’t play around. Come anytime before the morning assembly, during lunch break, after the closing assembly, and do what you have to do. If it’s cumbersome to carry around your work tablet or laptop, you can put them in the empty lockers over there.”

In short, an inviolable area has been established.

Now the three of them can relax and concentrate on their work while sipping coffee here.

The very thing that their attention is drawn to when someone talks to them or makes noise while they are working in the classroom disappears.

“There are three keys to the classroom, including a spare, so two people who are likely to come earliest should take them. I’ll keep one as an emergency.”

After that, Park Geun-soo gave them two spare keys, telling them to share them.

Min Hayoon, Choi Arin, and Do Jin-ho exchanged glances at this…

“Then, I’m leaving.”

Park Geun-soo naturally headed for the classroom door.

“You’re leaving already?”

“Even if I stay, it’s difficult for me to help because the genre you’re making is unfamiliar to me. The art is also far from my style. So, it’s right for you to do it as you’ve been doing so far. Exchanging with me once a month to report the progress is enough.”

Then, he was about to leave coolly as it is…

”
Do some cleaning before you use it. It’s been locked up here for the past year and during the online class period, so it’s very dirty. If you just use it, your respiratory system will get worse, Ah, your school uniform will get dirty.”

He left a few more words of advice that would be helpful and went out again.

And so…

The three people who were left alone in the dusty classroom.

“Let’s… clean, right? There’s some time left until the first period.”

“Yes, let’s do that.”

“Ugh… I hate cleaning. They always make only the men do it, right? Our school teachers?”

“There are more female students now?”

“That’s right. Even a small kid like Min Hayoon is willing to do it, but a big guy is being stingy…”

“No, well… Ugh… Let’s just clean, let’s clean.”

They bickered for a moment and started cleaning.

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Club.

The first Wednesday that came after the Game Release Club started operating in earnest.

“Did you finish the new SCG work?”

“Yes, I finished it. I’ll upload the file to the group chat right away, so please apply the latter part of the SCG right away. Other script insertions must be completed first before the final sound script work can begin.”

“Ah, I’m almost done with the last background too. I’ll send it to you soon.”

Min Hayoon’s schedule, which she had planned before attending school offline, was disrupted.

Now Min Hayoon goes to school by 8 a.m., attends classes until the closing assembly, and the three of them gather in the club room to work until around 7 p.m.

It’s still tight, but if they do it all together at school, they can spend time more leisurely at home, so their minds were much more comfortable.

“Thank you for your hard work. Goodbye.”

“Yes, see you tomorrow, Min Hayoon. As I said last time, if you need a snack, come find me and tell me?”

”
Ugh, I’m tired… Go home safely. I’m tired, so I’m going first. I guess I get tired early because I’m a senior…”

“Yes, see you tomorrow.”

And so.

After pushing the progress to the fullest until 7 p.m.

On the way home alone.

“Ah.”

Min Hayoon sighed softly as if she had realized something.

“Sigh…”

Today is Wednesday.

As Choi Arin said to see her tomorrow, Min Hayoon has to come to school tomorrow, and the weekend is still two days away.

“Why, am I going through this ordeal…”

She thinks she needs to find a way to enjoy school a little more.

It can’t go on like this.