The Music Club President is Mine

Chapter 9

|When the opportunity arises| |Part 2|

"Congratulations to this year's school president, Mr. Tinnapob Jirawattanakul." Mrs. Photjanee said, her smile filled with pride as she turns to Tinn, stepping towards him attaching the school president batch on his shirt, as he makes his way to the front of the stage, as everyone present clap their hands with smiles on their faces.

Adjusting the mic he looks at the students in the front with a crafted smile, it was time so he begins, "I'm very honoured to be chosen by our teachers and fellow students as this year's school president." Eyes landing on Gun seeing him clap with a broad smile on his lips, Tinn continues, casting his expression now a bit serious and determined, knowing very well what his next words were going to do, "As being part of school council, our first priority would be to eliminate the clubs which do not bring any good reputation to our school within a week and restore our school to its former glory." Tinn finished seeing the smile on Gun's face crumble hearing those words.

Gun looked distressed, as he restlessly raised his hand up grabbing everyone's attention, moving forward passing the other students, Mrs. Photjanee looked disappointed at his actions as always and Tinn's gaze followed his ever movement, Gun stood below in front of the stage, he needed conformation as he looked Tinn right in the eye, "That means, If we prove ourselves within a week by bringing good reputation to the school, our clubs will be free from any threat of disbandment. Am I right?" Gun argued challenging Tinn, "That's right. But if you can't, then be prepared for the consequence." Tinn stated as everyone dispersed from the school ground to their classes.

Now standing by the school corridor, as the Chinzhilla members look around anxious, Por glances at Gun seeing him quiet, "Gun, what do we do now? How do we bring good reputation to the school within a week?" Por asked grabbing the sleeves of Gun's uniform, "We will find a way Por, don't stress about it." Gun said trying to ease the tension, "How about we perform a trendy song, record a video and post it online? I am sure it will garner a lot of attention through our fans." Yo suggested, Pat shook his head disapproving, "That wouldn't work Yo, we need to give the school prestige not some online views." He reminded what the school actually wanted, "Damn it! It's not even the season for any music competitions." Win spat anger laced with anxiety, none of them wanted to lose their club in such a manner, the Music club meant a lot to them, it had their hopes, dreams, passion, and most importantly all the years worth of memories, happy, sad, all of it.

Win's words grabbed Gun's attention, Tinn had said him something about joining music competitions, if Gun remembers it right, but why? And that Tinn knew what was about to happen to the clubs, it clicked Gun as he wasted no time, "Guys don't worry, I will find a way, be back." He ran towards the student council, leaving behind his friends calling his name, he needed answers from the school president.

Tinn now sat on his president's seat, back resting on the swivel chair, with Tiw leaning against his own desk looking at Tinn, only the two of them were in the student council at the end. "What are you gonna do now? Seems like your lover boy isn't very fond of the words you said on stage." Tiw asked with a teasing grin on his face, Tinn just rolled his eyes slightly already tried with everything that happened all day. "I have a plan Tiw." Tinn let out, "You-" but before he could continue, the door of the school council flung open with Gun entering, his eyes blazed on Tinn.

Both the presidents look at the intruder surprised, as they glance back at each other a few times before focusing their attention on Gun, "What bring you here Gun?" Tinn asked collecting himself as Gun grimaced at the same question he has been asked before, but not letting it bother him much he speaks, "I want to talk to you." He glanced at Tiw, and understanding the situation, the Vice President decides to excuse himself, "I will be taking my leave then, bye Tinn." Tiw said glancing at his friend before he walks out, leaving the two alone to talk. He just hopes things don't go wrong between the two, closing the door behind himself.