The Music Club President is Mine

Chapter 13

|Look at me, I can|

After Gun had left the Music Club, Tiw just stood there awkwardly, not knowing what to do? Should he leave? Or wait for Gun to return after he is done dealing with Tinn. Contemplating outside of the club, scratching the back of his head looking around aimlessly, noticing which Por stepped towards him, calling for Tiw's attention, "Vice President~, why don't you join us?" Por invited sweetly, smile filled with friendliness, gesturing him to join the band to a meal inside.

The air surrounding them was still lingering with the delicious smell of pork, and Tiw's mouth had watered a bit because of it, well who was he to reject food? Which was so inviting being given to him, so he complies, the Vice President should or should not join the troublemakers to a meal, was a thought which was tossed aside, as Tiw made himself at home with the Music Club members.

Tiw was having an amazing time with the band members, listening to all of their shenanigans as they chat among themselves nonstop, yet he was still a bit preoccupied with his worried thoughts for his friend, as he chewed down his pork, Por observing his distress, sitting next to him, "What has you looking so glum, Vice President?" Por asked ever so sweetly, Tiw blinked at him, just out of his thoughts, registering the nickname he had been called by twice now, "You can call me Tiwson or Tiw." He said looking at all the band members, trying to act causal with them, to make them feel that it was ok to address him by his name he doesn't mind at all, so what if he is the Vice President, he was just a student like them.

"Why? Don't you like nicknames?" Por asked, his smile dropping, Tiw choked on and gulped down his meal anxiously, he didn't mean to make the shorter sad, "No, no, it's fine, you can call me by any name you like." Tiw reassured waving his hand and trying to compose himself, Por's eyes shone at that, his smile back on his face, "Ok! So now would you tell us? What has you looking so worried? And coming all the way here, asking Gun for help?" Por asked all the questions he had on his mind, now all of the other club members were fully focused on Tiw, feeling all eyes on him, he wondered was it ok to let them know about Tinn.. No he will keep it as brief as possible, trying to choose his words carefully as he speaks, "I was just hoping Gun could help me.. In dealing with someone.." Omitting out anything which could remotely lead to Tinn, just until Gun successfully convinces his head strong friend to take a break, Tiw hoped that the band members don't ask him any further cuz even he himself didn't know the reason for Tinn's sudden change in behaviour.

The band members just frowned a bit then nodded, resuming back to what they were doing, not thinking too much about it, Por just gave Tiw a sweet yet cheeky smile, "Oh! Don't worry about that, Gun can persuade anyone by charming them! Or, he has other methods that work too." Por said complimenting his best friend, but Pat interjected, "His charm surely didn't work on that junior for weeks." Pat said disagreeing, "You wish you could charm someone." Win mocked Pat with a smirk, receiving Pat's drum sticks smacking right at his face, "Oi, Pat!" Win yelled at Pat which he ignored, "I don't even know who is that junior." Pat calmly stated, Por and Yo were now trying to calm Win down, before he could potentially destroy anything with his temper, but before anything could escalate any further, Gun and Tinn arrive just on time.

Seeing the two together, everything and everyone inside the Music Club pause, the band members did reach certain conclusions in their head, connecting some kind of dots with Tiw's words, the previous fight that took place was long forgotten, as all eyes were on Tinn and Gun, wondering what was about to happen next.

Reaching the Music Club Tinn looked utterly disinterested, not even properly sparing a glance at the people inside the club, the rest of the Chinzhilla were having a feast again at school? Tinn didn't give a damn anymore, they could do whatever they wanted, Tinn just doesn't care, and Gun on the other hand looked quite lost in his mind, but he still tried to be present seeing his friends and their antics.